Now Hiring: Looner’s Collection
Dakota the Dude
By Hugo Prosperio
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The party continued on into the evening. Many of the guests who had experienced the magic of Looner and his bag of tricks were gathered together, while newer arrivals were just discovering exactly what was happening. Some were frightened or nervous, while others found themselves curious about the strange clown and his troupe of weirdos he had created.

One such curious friend was a young woman named Dakota who watched a variety of different things happen. She watched a former boyfriend of hers turn into a bouncy ball shaped clown and then shrunk to the appropriate size for such a shape, while his new girlfriend quickly joined in the fun by billowing out into a large circus fat lady clown, before shrinking down to a minuscule size herself. This made her chuckle. She wasn’t sure how much of a cute couple they made at first, but now it was undeniable as the two clowns bounced and danced to the music the DJ clown spun from his turntables. Nearby the DJ, the girl known as Gee who had gotten a new pair of flip flops made from her best friend was letting several people try her friend, the shoes, on. Each person who tried the sandals formerly known as Rachel, had their feet grow and expand to fit the long and wide footwear. Dakota couldn’t help but chuckle at the girls she saw at school showing off their new shoes all admiring massive feet that wouldn’t dream of fitting in their pretty little shoes every again.

She looked over and saw the man of the hour, Looner, smiling back at her. He waved his hand wide in the air, his smile growing larger.

“Hello there, pretty lady! Come on over.” he said, taking a good look at her. She was slender, and well built, with tight jeans, heels, and a cute red shirt that sat adorably on her modest chest.

“Hello.” she said. “Nice to meet you after seeing your...handy work.” she said.

“And your name would be?” the clown asked.

“Dakota.” she said simply.

“Well, you seem curious, Dakota. Interested in joining in the silly fun of the evening? Perhaps you’ve come to join the collection!”

She hadn’t really given it a ton of thought, if she was being honest with herself. She had deeply enjoyed seeing her friends and acquaintances enjoy the magic and change into silly clowns or other things, but she hadn’t considered doing anything to herself.

“Not sure it’s for me.” she said.

“Oh? I think we can find something for everyone!” Looner said with an optimistic grin. “Haven’t let anyone down yet.”

“Well, I don’t know if the clown thing is a good fit.” she added. “And I certainly don’t want to shrink and belong to you”

“I can understand that, but just look around and see how happy people are.” he noted as he pulled out a small round clown who giggled as he looked up at the big clown holding him.

“Remember him? When I first started entertaining the party? He had doubts. Any of those doubts remain, little fella?”

“Not-a-one, Looner! I’m teeny, round, and all yours!” he said, having become fully a part of Looner’s odd collection.

“See. Regret isn’t an emotion my guests feel often.” the clown said.

“I get that.” she added as she watched Looner drop the round fellow back into his new home, or at least she assumed it was his home. “But I don’t know how I’d feel about the whole thing.”

“Well, haven’t you ever wanted to be something...different? To become something entirely other than what you are?”

She actually pondered his question for a moment, and she supposed she had. She was always a very pretty girl, and it had gotten her a lot of attention, both good and bad.

“Yeah, I guess.” she said. “I have thought about it before.”


“Then now is the time, dear girl.” the clown stated with pride. “I know you are hesitant to jump right in, so how about a trial period?” he suggested.

“A trial period?”

“Yeah. I’ll let you change into someone else, and we’ll see how you feel as we go. No shrinking down required...unless you want!”

“Oh and who would I be?” she asked, raising a curious eyebrow.

“Well, you are a thin pretty woman, so how about a big fat dude?” the clown suggested.

“Wait, are you serious?”

“As serious as a clown gets.” He added.

She laughed. “So I turn into a guy and see how I like it?”

“Yep. We’ll even do it slowly, so it’s not all at once, so you can get a feel for each part of being a the fat guy I think you’ll love being.”

“Well if I can turn back, I don’t see why I shouldn’t give it a try.” she said with a smile on her painted lips.

“Now that’s the spirit. Let’s get you set up for success my dear.” he said as he reached into his overalls again, and pulled out a pouch of his famous dust. He walked over and closed his eyes as he began to sprinkle it over Dakota’s head. He was speaking though, and she listened closely.

“Oh magic dust from my clown toolkit, please change this woman bit by bit.
Each time she says change make her shift in form, taking her body far from the norm.
Where once was a pretty girl, let your magic twist and twirl,
To a shape much more crude, changing to that of big fat dude!”

The dust drifted over her head and as it touched her skin, it felt quite nice, and tingly.

“Nice poem.” she said.

Looner looked at her and saw her whole body start to glow for a moment, then it disappeared, and he knew it was ready to change her as they had discussed.

“Okie dokie, now the magic is settled, all you need to do is to say change. You can specify what you’d like to change if you wish, otherwise a random body part will change.”

“Well, that might be a fun, to choose what to start with. You know would be a real laugh? .”

“Thrill me, Dakota.” Looner said with a smile.

“Change...my butt.” she said. She wasn’t sure if it would work, but then she felt tingles. Strong tingles in her perky little ass. It began to swell inside her jeans, which were almost instantly too tight for the new flesh growing within. She wiggled them off as best she could and looked back to watch as best she could. It was larger, but certainly no longer perky as it was more...flat than anything. It was also sagging downward with gravity as it filled with fat.

“Well that’s one way to get a booty.” she sighed. She thought her pink panties looked absolutely ludicrous on the flabby ass she now possessed, but it was all part of the fun.

“Great start!!” said Looner.

“Thanks. Always wanted a bit more backside, but not quite like this” she said with a laugh. “I suppose if I am going full male, I need to lose these” she said pointing to her breasts. “Change my chest!” she said.

She felt the changes start immediately, with her breasts. Her chest began to shrink, but it wasn’t shrinking away to nothing like she might have thought, but rather they lost their shape. They were saggy and flat, no longer holding the size or shape from before. “Man-boobs” she said to herself as she played with them a bit, giggling at how odd they looked inside her shirt.

“Wow, that’s a big change. I used to be well known for my lovely cleavage when I was starting out at school” she said.

“Well, now you can be known for other things.” Looner suggested.

“Like...big feet” she said with a smirk. “Change my feet.” she said to the magic working it’s way through her body.

It didn’t take long before her feet began to tingle and throb as they grew larger and thicker inside of her heeled sandals.

“Oooo tight.” she said looking down as the straps were digging into the expanding flesh, which made for an odd sensation.

“That’s one of the best parts of a good clown transformation!” Looner said. “Watching the ol’ footwear become smaller and smaller as the footsies inside blow up massive!”

The girl nodded and watched as the straps started to snap, her feet indeed blowing up as the clown had said, getting longer as they stretched out. She looked down and saw that her light purple polish was disappearing off the toes as a light covering of hair was growing on the top of the foot and on the toes.

“Oh wow. Hairy feet like a...what are those things called? Hobbits!” she said.

“Yes I suppose.” The clown said with a grin. He didn’t know of what she was talking, but he smiled anyway.

Soon they were at least tripled in size and width, her simply staring down and wiggling them to see how they moved.

“So you are liking it thus far. Might be too early to say I told you so but…” Looner started.

“It’s pretty fun, I will admit. Not sure I’d want to keep all this, but it’s pretty cool to watch this cute little bod turn into something else. Not sure what to go with next.” she said. She then grinned.

“Change my belly” she said. “Let’s get things moving”

Almost instantly, her flat tummy bloated out and down into a gut. It was rapid, but still felt amazing to the woman as she placed a hand on the stomach and felt the flesh swelling. It was not slowing down either, hanging down very low and gaining severe stretch marks, as well as hair around the belly button, turning into what some would call a happy trail.

“Shit.” she said. “This is heavier than I thought.”

It was much heavier, hanging pendulous-ly down to her knees as it finally stopped growing. It stuck out of her shirt in a way that made Looner grin mischievously.

“Packin’ on the pounds.” he said.

“Yeah, gotta fix the legs and arms to match.” she said. “And the head”

“And a few other things.” he added.

“We’ll get to that.” the bloated human said. Calling her a “girl” was pushing it at this point.

“Change my legs and arms, please.” she said with a smile on her thick face. She held up her arms to watch as the changes began and it was swift. Her thin toned arms began to ripple visibly as they began to match the rest of her, and were soon dripping with fat. She wiggled them around to marvel at the size of the flab hanging down, impressive in both its weight and thickness.

“Do your arms hang low, do they wobble to and fro” she sang with a chuckle in her throat.

“No, but yours certainly do.” Looner replied. “You look stunning as a big fat man, I have to say. You know, except your head.”

Sure enough, looking in the mirror, she saw the body of a fat male, but her head sat on it comically, cute with her long hair and made up sensuous looks. She lifted up a meaty hand and blew a kiss to the mirror, before letting out a laugh. “Wow. that’s sexy.” she said sarcastically.

“Probably to someone one.” Looner noted. “Clowns have very strange tastes.”

She pulled out her phone and snapped a few selfies that really accentuated how odd she looked.

“For posterity.” she noted, pocketing the phone, and taking a deep breath. She then spoke again.

“Change...my head.” she said with a chuckle to herself. She awaited the fun sensations, and knew this one would be a bit more intense than some of the others. Her head began to feel very strange as it felt tingly all over. Looner watched with deep amusement as her cheeks bloated outward, her nose starting to grow larger and wider on her face. Her hair began to suck into her head, the ginger locks vanishing fast. They were pulling into a ring of hair around the edge of her head, while the center disappeared entirely. Soon, all that was left was the ring, and she was bald otherwise. Her features lost their feminine softness, gaining a more rough around the edges look. Her smokey eyed makeup vanished as her face looked entirely male and quite pudgy. Her neck had thickened to match, completing her new look, at least on the surface.

Turning back to the mirror, she let out a gasp. “I’m a...dude.” she said, her voice shifting from the soft and sweet sound to a much deeper, grumbly voice as an Adam’s apple formed in her throat.

“Not quite. Just one last little bit.” Looner said pointing downward. “To be truly a dude.”

She nodded. “Yeah, forgot about that part. Well, here goes nothing. Change...my gender!” she said loudly.

At first she felt nothing, and thought perhaps the magic had wore off, but in a second, extreme sensations in her nethers began to tell her otherwise. The usual tingle wore off quickly and what followed was a burst of pure pleasure. She opened her eyes wide, and with a loud grunt, she knew that it was done. Her gender had reversed, and she was now a he, top to bottom.

“Hoooooleeeee shittttt.” the male Dakota said reaching down and with a sly grin. “Oh it’s big. I like that.”

Looner chuckled. “Most do. Now then, the magic is still active, so you can have some fun with yourself. Change whatever you like, make yourself fit the party better.”

Dakota smiled. “That’s an excellent idea. Change...my nose into a clown nose!” she said, and it wasn’t long before the big nose on her face began to expand yet again, this time turning into a round orb, getting a bright rubbery red sheen, just like she had imagined.

“Change...the rest of me to match my nose! I wanna be a clown!” she said.

Rapidly her skin began to shift to a lighter and lighter shade, going from the light pale freckled look to a snow white sheen in seconds. She then felt her lips get thicker and wider as they pulled into a large grin.

“Change my ears. Big and wiggly!” she chuckled as her ears began to throb and expand, the lobes getting thick and droopy while the rest stuck out to the sides of her head making them impossible to ignore.

“Could pick up cable with those things!” Looner suggested. She giggled and looked down at her thick toes and winked at Looner.

“Change my feet...make em bigger!” Her already large feet shot out again, getting wider and much...floppier, the best way to describe it. She picked them up and wiggled the toes and marveled. “Well, these are certainly no girl toes.”

“No I don’t think anyone here would mistake you for a girl anytime soon.”

“Well, not until I change back.” she noted. He looked a bit sheepish at that comment, but chuckled.

She walked around, getting used to the bulky body, enjoying it a bit, watching the gut wobble, the butt jiggle. She slapped the butt and watched it move like a wave in response to her hand. She ran into a guy she had been on a one night stand with a few weeks prior and she giggled, pulling out the phone. “Hey, Bill. Recognize me?”

“Should I?” the man said.

“How about now?” she said holding up the phone with the photo of her head on the fat body.

“Dakota?!” he said. “What?”

“This party is Legit.” she said, pulling him close and smacking him on the lips like a Looney Tunes character. “Not sure if I liked it better last week or now.” she laughed as she turned and walked back over towards Looner, who was watching with great interest.

“Gotta say you were right” She said with a grunt as she stumbled towards him, getting used to her feet. “This is great. A nice escape from the world of Dakota.”

“Glad you feel that way, Dax. You seem pretty keen on returning to the old you, though?”

“Well, yeah. I gotta go about my life…”

“Sure I can’t…” he said with a pause. “Change your mind about that?”

“Change...my mind?” she said then stopped. “Oh shit, what did I just…”

Already she felt a strangeness in her head, the brain inside itching and shifting thoughts and memories. She blinked a few times and let out a huge burp, which caused a cloud of colorful smoke to pour from her lips. Inside the smoke were the thoughts and memories of the playful minx named Dakota, and left were the thoughts and memories of a big fat clown named Dax who had come to the party to find Looner. The clown wanted to ask him something, something about changing his mind?

“Change my mind about what, Looner?” the new clown asked with a smaller burp expelling the last of the smoke.

“Well if I could change your mind about joining my collection.” Looner said, feigning sadness.

“Oh, that!” Dax said with a chuckle. When he first met Looner the clown had mentioned the collection of tiny clowns and asked if he were interested in joining, and his memories told him he had turned him down, but kept an open mind.

“Well, you know, I’ve been thinkin’ which is never good for this thick ol’ noggin” Dax replied. “But it’s become a lot more of an attractive offer, I gots to admit.”

“So you will?!” Looner said with a big grin on his face, remembering when the girl had outright refused that part of his offer earlier.

“What the heck, why not” Dax said with a big grin, and Looner didn’t hesitate. He sprinkled some dust onto the clown and watched as he began to shrink, rather fast. Dakota’s strained and torn clothing weren’t making the trip, so Looner and a few of those around watched as Dax disappeared into billowing pieces of fabric.

Looner smiled. He had seen it time and time again. He wandered over and reached his hand in, fishing around.

“Aha! There ya are.” he said lifting up a naked fat clown smaller than a mouse “Lookin good, Dax. I’ve got a wardrobe down there so when you get in, go find a new outfit on the house, got it?”

“Thanks, Looner! Wow this is so exciting” he squeaked up at the clown. “You look so cool from this perspective.”

“Why thank you. Enjoy the ride, Dax.” Looner said with his smile wide as he opened the front of the suspenders and let Dax go.

“Whahoooooooooooo” he giggled as he fell towards the clown’s pants and disappeared inside. Looner closed the pants and smiled over at Bill who had not stopped watching.

“Care to join?” The clown asked.

Bill then quickly made his exit.

“Oh well. Maybe later” Looner said with a snicker, turning to focus on new party goers arriving.

To Be Continued.