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Couple’s Therapy 

By Hugo Prosperio 

inspired by Novadahedgehog

with editing help from Medkit

Over the course of the few hours Looner’s party had been going, groups had formed. Once people knew the true magic in store, they either stayed away from it or embraced it. One of his favorite groups was a gang of girls that seemed a bit nerdier than the usual party guests, but they were eager to play with Looner, and he shrunk each and every one of them, and they were having a blast under the table that the DJ clown sat upon. Looner even took his bag of tricks and opened it for them, allowing them to climb in and out.



“Lots of fun things in there, but you gotta watch what you choose since you might find yourself more comfortable in my bag of tricks than in the real world,” he said to them.

The de facto leader of the group was a girl named Sarah. She had been a tall gangly girl with glasses, and after the shrinking and messing with some dust inside of Looner’s bag she had taken on a plump appearance, and her legs had sucked into her body, leaving her with big flappy feet attached directly to the big belly she now sported. She smiled as she had used those much larger toes to text a friend who had not been sure about coming to the party, and she was insistent.



“It’ll change your life.” the last text said. It actually said “It’ll chonge your life” but typos are to be expected when you use feet instead of hands.

A while later, a new partygoer entered through the door, holding her phone. Looner was quick to greet her. “Welcome! I am Looner the Clown, entertainment for tonight. Can I assist you?”



“I got a text from my friend Sarah.” She said. “Said to meet here, it would “chonge” my life,” she said chuckling at the typo. “Where is this life-changing stuff?” She said.



“Well let me show you!” Said Looner bringing her over to the table. Underneath, she saw what looked like five or six little puppets sitting by an open carpet bag.



“Tada!” he said. “Oh, uh, Sarah! Step forward. I forgot which one you were” he chirped to the gang of small creatures. The blob of flesh with big feet waddled forward.

“That’d be me. Welcome, Liz!” she said to the large human before her. She looked up and took in her friend’s current physical form, a curvy 25-year-old bespectacled woman with long black hair that draped off her shoulders, and she wore a sweater with a cat on the front and a pair of jeans and sneakers. Her look was very casual, which was normal for her. She adjusted her black glasses and looked down. “Wait...what is this?” she said.

“It’s me, Sarah! You missed the start of this wild party and let me tell you, it’s crazy! This guy here, Looner, introduced himself as magical and that he can transform us all into silly clowns and things of that nature. He turned that asshole John Phillips into a goofy little orb clown, and we all knew that this would be a hell of a night. It’s kind of amazing. Anyway, the gang and I, asked for a special experience, and he’s offered us it. He shrunk us down and gave us his magical bag of tricks to wander about in. So much stuff to see and to change into!” she explained with a giggle. “I used a magic dust and it made me pudgy and gave me these big footsies!” she said, her language more cute than Liz remembered it ever being.

“She’s correct. It’s a rare gift I afford only a special group of folks at the parties I host, but your friends seemed worthy, as do you. Would you like to join the gang for the night?” he asked.

“You mean shrink down to be with them?” She asked incredulously. Liz did not buy into these things lightly, but of course, the proof was giggling and talking to her. It was Sarah, just smaller and fatter.



“Of course! Exploring my bag of tricks is the most unique way to get into the spirit of my parties,” he said. “And I am happy to let you join since they were so keen to invite you.”



She looked around and saw that most of the guests were no longer what one would call humans, either having become clowns or odd creatures of strange sizes and weights. She looked over to the punchbowl and watched a young man she recognized from campus take a big gulp and start to reduce into his clothing, shrinking to half his height. “Yes!” he said. “Look, Sweetie! It worked!” he said to his girlfriend who was also fairly short now.



“Jesus, this is crazy,” she muttered.



“Crazy. Silly. Fun.” Looner said with a grin. “Whattaya say? Give it a whirl?”



“Well, my friends seem to be enjoying themselves, and I’d hate to be left out of the festivities,” she said simply. She was still pondering things, but Looner had already taken out his shrinking dust and sprinkled it over her. She turned around and looked at him as the room started getting bigger, as well as the clown himself. “Wait!” she said.

“Oh had you not decided. Sorry. I get impatient sometimes.” he chuckled as she watched her sweater start to grow larger on her frame, and her jeans and shoes were also getting much too large for her. She looked up and the shrinking picked up and suddenly she couldn’t see anything, her sweater blocking her entire view. Soon a big thick clown finger was poking around.

“Grab on” came the voice from outside the giant garment. She gripped the finger and found herself being pulled into the air, which was both exhilarating and terrifying.



“Put me down!” she said, her voice not carrying very far. “Ahhhh!”



He nodded and set her down right next to Sarah who waddled closer for a hug. “Oh, this is so exciting. We are gonna have the best time.” Sarah exclaimed while Liz looked around, trying to get used to her surroundings.



“I can’t believe this!” she said.



“Believe it Sister!” Sarah said, wrapping an arm around Liz’s shoulder and talking her forward, under the table with the rest of the gang.

“I’ll let you have your fun. I’m fixing to do a request show in a moment.” Looner chuckled.



Sarah waved and then held Liz’s hand in the air. “We got her, gals!”

“Hi Liz!” they all said in Unison. There were at least ten girls, most of whom she knew well from school. Most of them were only slightly altered from their normal looks, Sarah being the prominent exception. She looked up at a pile of what looked like rubber balls, and on top, smoking from a hookah.



“Wait is that Suzy Slater?” she said. Sarah turned

 “Oh hell yeah, it is.”



“You got one of the hottest, most popular girls in school to join you on this...madness?”

“She was drunk and a bit high and when she saw us shrinking, she barged over and insisted on joining us,” Sarah said.

“I see she’s continuing to smoke then,” Liz remarked.

“But that’s Wacky Weed. Just watch.” Sarah said.

Suzy giggled and waved down to them and took a huge puff of the stuff, inhaling deeply. She then let her eyes roll back, and smoke poured out of her ears, and as it did, the ears began to grow larger and larger, stretching out into wide wobbly things. She looked like Dumbo after a few moments.



“Huh-ly shit” she slurred as the rest of the smoke poured out of her lips, which quickly plumped into comically oversized puffy pink things that looked like Pillows.

“Oh muh gaw” she said with a laugh, poking them. She put the hookah’s hose to her lips again and sucked in a massive amount of the neon green smoke.

As it settled and she breathed out several smoke rings from her puffy lips, she laughed as her feet began to wobble and then stretch upwards and outwards, getting larger. She had always been the type to show off in heels and get her nails done, so seeing her feet explode into thick cartoony appendages worthy of a clown was quite a sight. They were doubled in size and she wiggled her ears.



“Dis shit is so gud” she said in a high stupor. She sucked in another huge heap of smoke, this time, it blowing out of her nostrils, which widened and rounded as her nose grew larger, cartoonishly so, but it currently still looked like a human nose, just three times bigger than it should have been, sitting heavily as the defining feature on the girl’s face. It had turned red, making her look like she had a permanently stuffy nose.

“Neato!” she giggled, high as could be, ready to take in more of the weed and its magical powers, the girls below watching with curiosity as she puffed again. She let the smoke pour out of her mouth and it formed a large bubble, floating in the air before her. She smiled and leaned forward, placed her lips to the smoke, and sucked the bubble in, eager to get a second blast of the drug from one pull off the apparatus she had found in the clown’s bag. As the bubble of smoke went inside, Liz watched as her entire body began to expand, looking almost rubbery as it rounded out into an orb-like shape, her arms and legs sticking straight out as her breasts, her butt, her entire torso rounded out into a puffed up ball of air. No, not air, Liz thought. She watched as the stoned girl began to float up and away from the hookah. She grabbed at the hose and tried to catch it before she floated away from it, but she was unable to. She was lighter than air and began to float up towards the bottom of the table they were under. She kicked her massive feet and found she could pilot herself, and began to try and move her way towards the friends on the ground, but she kept feeling lighter and lighter. Her head swam with thoughts as it too lightened.

“So high, man, this is fuckin’ great,” she said as she kick-paddled her way forward.



“Hey, you might wanna be careful!” Liz said as she watched the girl free herself from underneath the table, but as she did, the air in her began to lift her even higher, floating away from the table, and her friends, and off into the party. Looner watched with a grin on his face as he blew in her direction and sent her tiny, bloated form tumbling toward the living room.



“Ohhhh goshhhhhhh,” she said in a stoned stupor as she drifted away.



“Goodbye, Suzy!” Sarah said with a chuckle. Liz was taken aback at how lightly the situation had been treated. How would she turn back? Could she? What would the partygoers do to a bloated floating stoner? Hard to say, and she shook her head before turning back to Sarah.



“Well, that’s certainly something I didn’t expect from this party. I also didn’t expect my best friend to trick me into shrinking down to smaller than a Barbie doll. How the fuck small are we anyway?”



“About six inches tall. Some are a bit bigger, and Nicole, well, she got really small” she said as walked over and picked up a little clown with big boobs and a huge butt that was able to sit comfortably in Sarah’s palm.

“Hiya Liz!” the tiny girl said as she wobbled about in the palm of her “giant” friend.



“Uh, hi, Nikki,” she said with a sigh.



“Yeah, it was fun to watch!” Sarah recounted. “Let’s go explorin!” she said.



“Fine.” Liz sighed, following her friend. What had she gotten herself into?

Looner watched as the group began to head towards the bag, and was satisfied with his little side venture. He knew they’d find lots of fun products, and he’d check back later to see what mischief they had created. He reached down into the area and grabbed the tiny hookah and snapped his fingers as it changed into a pipe sized for proper human height. He put it in his pocket, knowing he could have some fun with it.

He looked up and saw a couple standing by the punch bowl, arguing with each other. Time for a Looner intervention, he thought to himself.



The couple consisted of Vanessa and Jimmy, and they were arguing over the nature of the party. Jimmy thought the whole thing was rather cool, and wanted to possibly try some of the magic that was now flowing around the party quite well. “Maybe he takes requests and we can try something simple to try it out,” he said to her.

“You are crazy! He’s shrinking everyone and shoving them into his pants! You want to wind up like that?” she said with her hands on her hips. He looked a bit sheepish and shook his head.

“No of course not! I just want to be curious and see what he has to offer!” he stated with a look of disappointment that she wasn’t interested in joining.



“I have lots to offer if I am being honest,” Looner said as he appeared behind the two of them, making both of them jump. He moved around to the front and took a bow.



“Oh sorry to startle ya!” he giggled. “Heard you two getting heated and wanted to make sure everything was alright.”

“Uh, everything is fine, you don’t have to worry about us,” Vanessa said, looking at the clown with a clear expression of nerves. She noticed that his outfit looked different from before, still, an oversized jumpsuit that hugged his body, but strewn about the outfit were several gaudy plastic buttons and some oversized colorful stickers, all seemingly advertising something, like chain restaurant flair. This seemed odd to her, and she leaned over to Jimmy and whispered into his ear.

“Do you see all those weird buttons and stickers?” she said.



“What are you talking about?” he asked as the clown moved back around them and smirked.

“No secrets kids. You want to know something, all you gotta do is ask?” he said.

“Well, I admit to being a little curious about what you are doing here. It’s unbelievable, but it seems like everyone enjoys it.” Jimmy stated getting a look from Vanessa.

“Oh, I never have unhappy customers,” Looner stated with a proud look on his face. “Since you seem so curious, I am happy to show you what I mean!”

“Well, I was possibly interested in that, but...Vanessa here thinks we should maybe not.”



“Well, How about this, I’ll just show you and Vanessa here can watch, and when you like it and tell her, I bet she’ll be thrilled to give it a try.”



“Fat chance,” she said under her breath.

He smirked as he heard her, but turned to Jimmy.



“So, what was your name?”



“Jimmy,” he replied.



“Well, Jimmy, let’s get you changed for a fun time at this here party,” he said with a smirk as he pulled out his trusty bag of magical dust from his overalls took a healthy pinch, and spread it across the man’s head.

Almost immediately, Jimmy felt strange, but he didn’t feel anything changing, and Vanessa confirmed this with a curious look.

“What gives, nothing happened?” he asked.

The clown smiled and pinched the man’s lips together. “Sush, my friend,” he added before letting the lips go, and when Jimmy went to speak, a rush of air burst out of him. As the air left him, his whole form seemed to wobble and shake as he began to lower into his clothing.

“WoOoOoAoAhHhHhH” came his warbly voice over the rushing air from his mouth. He vanished rapidly from view and his clothing collapsed on the floor.

“Holy shit,” Vanessa muttered as she looked down at the pile.

Looner simply smiled and reached in. “This is one of my favorite parts,” he said as he pulled out something from the clothes. It looked like a little rubber balloon, but it was flesh-colored. Upon further glancing at it, Vanessa saw it was Jimmy, but deflated and much smaller than before.

“Jimmy!” she said with a gasp.

“Yeah, hun? Woah, this feels so weird, but gotta say, feels so good.” came a small squeaky voice, one that sounded like someone out of breath.

“One of my stranger transformations, but I figured a balloonification in reverse might be fun” the clown stated.



“Yeah man, I feel so cool like this. Little flat though,” he said.



“I can fill you with air if you wish,” he said.

“Oh that sounds great, man.” the little deflated balloon said as the clown held him to eye level.



“Well, there is a bit of an issue if I do that…”



“Oh come on, man, just blow me up!” he said.



“Sweetie,” Vanessa said trying to change his mind.



“Let the clown do his thing. It’s so much fun,” he said.

“Well, if you insist,” Looner said taking the end of the balloon that was talking and placing his wide grin over it and he began to blow air into the rubbery little sleeve that was Vanessa’s boyfriend. It began to fill up and stretch out into a round orb. Jimmy’s smiling face wrapped tightly around the orb as it began to grow larger and larger until it was roughly the size of a basketball. Looner smiled took his fingers and quickly tied a knot in the bottom of the Jimmy balloon.



“Woah, that felt, like super neato” the balloon spoke a new cartoonish painted-on mouth moving slightly as it did. The voice was much higher pitch. Looner let him go and he floated gently in the air.



“My breath is special and well, it makes you a bit lighter than air, but also it makes your head lighter too, so not too much thinking going on in that rubbery noggin,” he said. “But you were pretty insistent, so I guess you wanted this.”

“I mean, man, it’s great.” he giggled.



“Jimmy!’ Vanessa said as she looked at her friend, now just a balloon with a face painted on. “You look ridiculous.”



“I feel it too, but it’s so nice,” he replied. Looner took him and bounced him forward towards what was turning into a bit of a dance floor near the DJ.



“Go have some fun, bud. I’ll collect you later and make sure we deflate you for safe transport.”



“Wooooo!” he said as he floated off towards the dancing partygoers. His girlfriend watched in awe.

“You said you were going to demonstrate!” she said angrily.

“And I did. Quite the demonstration, I must say. But come now, you should lighten up.”



"No fucking way!" Vanessa cried, taking a step back and nearly falling over. When she looked back towards the clown, the dazzling buttons and stickers grabbed her attention.

The designs all seemed so colorful and hypnotic. This close, she could see all the slogans and suggestions patterned on them.

Looner snickered. "I see my flair has caught your attention! It's something fresh I'm giving a test run, helps me show off what I do best!"

She tried her best to hide her curiosity. "Well, that one looks super bright and garish!"

The clown grinned. "Which one?"

As much as she desperately wanted to shout at the clown to turn her to-be spouse back into a person, her attention was wholly taken by the particularly large button, dangling from Looner's side. The clown giggled and spun around, letting her have a far better look.

"Ask me about having a rump like this!" She read it aloud.

"Oooh? You want to know about the big booty life?" Looner replied with glee.

"What? No, I..." She felt her eyes drawn to the button instead of the clown's smiling face. He wiggled his behind, making the button's garish sheen flash before her eyes.

"Consider it done!" He cackled as he spun the button like a screw, popping it off his costume and slapping it firmly against the back pocket of her jean shorts.

"Oooh!" She cooed softly, tingling sprouting from the spot the button had landed. Rapidly, the soft flesh of her butt expanded. Vanessa's shorts suddenly felt far too tight as her behind grew thick and wobbly. She struggled to maintain balance as the new weight shifted, sending a pair of rippling tears down the sides of her shorts.

"My goodness!" She exclaimed, her rotund rump filling her shorts past the point of no return. She massaged her new endowment, in awe of the pleasant tingling slowly fading from her buttock. The fabric of her jeans burst apart, leaving Vanessa in her wedged panties. Her caboose had tripled in size and was well on its way to rivaling the clown.



"Looking fine, sweet thing!" Looner chortled as he gave Vanessa's rump a firm slap, pulling his button away from her soft pudgy skin and planting it back on his pants. "Spot any other glittering slogans?" The clown taunted.

Vanessa dimly blinked at the clown, who had just moments ago reduced her husband-to-be into a stupid-looking balloon. The pleasure of her expanding waistline had filled her mind to the point of bliss. "Mmm? Oh, uhh.." She lazily gazed at the many sparkling decorations on the clown's suit.

"Join the.. Itty Bitty Titty Committee?" She giggled as she finished reading a sparkly pin on his chest. Looner simply smiled back, undid the button, and planted it on her right breast. She glanced down at it, gasping as it suddenly hissed. It was as if the pin had popped a hole in her, making a sound that reminded her of her fiance, still idly drifting across the ceiling.

Both of Vanessa's boobs began to rapidly lose shape and size, sagging away at top speed until her bra and shirt hung limply over her new titty-less chest.

"Huh! No more titties!" She giggled.

"Nope! Just perfect for that new club you joined! What's next dearie?" Looner questioned as he carefully removed the pin from her shirt.

Vanessa's eyes darted across the clown's outfit. All the suggestions sounded so funny and exciting!

"Don't worry about choosing your favorite! You can pick as many as you wish!" Looner explained, noticing her frustration.



She pointed to one that read “Slap to the beat of a clown! Big Feet offered today!” and then one that said “Want to Shed Some Height. Ask How!”



Vanessa pointed to the first glimmery button she spotted, struggling to read the slogan aloud. "S-Slap to the b-beat of a clown! Big f-feet offered today!" Another bright button caught her eyes. "Want to shed some h-height? Ask How!"

The clown chuckled and peeled the pair of stickers from his outfit, planting the height one square on her forehead, then leaning down to plant the one about feet on the toe of one of her shoes.

As she giggled at the cool sensation of the sticker planted on her forehead, she abruptly shot downwards in height, her clothing hanging limply on her frame as if she were just a child wearing adult clothes. She chuckled loudly, her voice rising in pitch as she shrank in size. Her rotund bum looked gigantic now that her size was so compact. She glanced up at the clown, giggling as he simply pointed down at her feet.

She gasped as her tiny feet began to rapidly fill her oversized flats until they ceased to fit and began to tear around her expanding toes! Her thick feet spread across the cold tile, each of her toes wiggling with glee as they touched the chilly surface. Strangely, her toes squeaked as they wiggled, sounding like expanding balloons as they creaked to nearly five times her original foot size, gigantic on her new size.

"Now don't you look fantastic!" Looner gleefully giggled. Vanessa's skin turned a simple pale white, matching his appearance.

.

Vanessa let out a ditzy giggle at the clown's compliment. "Thanks!"

As she went to give the clown a hug, her huge feet slapped comically against the floor. Vanessa simply buckled over in laughter at the silly sounds.

Looner towered over her, smiling down at the big-bottomed, big-footed girl. "Do you mind if I finish you up? You do make for an adorable little clown!" He smiled as she nodded excitedly back between fits of laughter. The various changes had made her mind so foggy, that she was thrilled just to be included in more festivities!

Vanessa giggled as the clown pinched her nose, going crosseyed as it inflated into a puffy red orb like the kind she had seen on others at the party, eagerly squeezing it.

A burst of tingles shocked her! In only a moment, her entire look magically changed. Vanessa sported a daft red afro that was twice the size of her head, wobbling on top of her. Her lips grew thick and red, curling into a grin that supported her now buckteeth, pressed firmly against her bottom lip. Her dainty hands were now covered up by enormous three-fingered gloves.

Vanessa giggled lightheartedly as she wiggled her fingers, pleased that the gloves fit perfectly. The outfit that she might have adorned simply fell to the ground around her like a sheet, her naked body proudly on display. The nipples on her bare chest puffed into little red balls, similar to her nose, but far smaller and especially laughable.

"What a wonderful look little lady!" Looner exclaimed. The clown paused for a moment, keeping track of Vanessa's bubble-brained fiance as the balloon drifted across the ceiling near the dance floor.

As the clown turned, the little clown spotted another eye-catching bauble. It was a big empty button just barely at her height. She poked it, slurring her words as she asked: "Wuts that one say?"

It was uncanny how drunk she sounded, despite never having touched the punchbowl. Looner found it quite amusing as he turned to face his new clown girl.

Looner grinned and pulled the button off his pants, letting her gaze at its pearly white surface. "Inner.. interested in filing space?" Vanessa struggled.

Looner giggled and let her get a little closer. "Simply reach out and touch the button if you like, darling."

Vanessa was so enamored by it, watching as the words began to swirl around the surface of the pin. It seemed to open into a strange portal. It pulled her towards its surface. The closer she got, the more the thrilling sensation took over her, urging her to give up all her concerns and worries. In a second, she gave in and vanished, absorbed in a sudden woosh and a blur of colors.

Looner smiled. The previously empty button now featured a lewd portrait of a clown girl winking at anyone who might see it, revealing her enormous rump, gigantic feet, and naked breastless body. "Meet Naughtie" was printed in colorful bubble letters around her red afro.

"What a wonderful way to show yourself off!" Looner chortled, undoing the pin from his knee and fastening it to his rump. He turned back to the dance floor, watching a few clowns bat the balloon around the room.

The nearest clown giggled and bopped the balloon towards Looner, who caught it gently. "Having fun?" he asked the gleefully giggly balloon boy. It seemed it had forgotten to speak, content to giggle.

"I thought as much! Don't worry, you and your fiance aren't going to be having any more fights. She's just a button on my butt, and you... Well, you're going away for future use!" Looner giggled as he undid the balloon's knot, listening as whatever was left of Jimmy noisily escaped the emptying balloon. He smiled contently and stuffed the balloon into his overalls.

"Now, let's see what the rest of the party is up to."