Moonstone - Chapter 10
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Duncan and Sidney slept in delightfully late the next day, and were still in bathrobes when Duncan's Mom brought Courtney home.  Everyone slid back into the usual weekend routine - amusing the kids, feeding the kids, taking the kids to the park.  Every time Duncan and Sidney passed by each other they shared a secret smile, remembering the fun they'd had.

That night, as they cuddled together in bed, Duncan was first to broach the subject that had been on both their minds.  "So.  Moon's up.  Want to try again?"

"Aren't you tired?"

Duncan shrugged.  "Yeah, but we can sleep in tomorrow."

"But what if Courtney hears?" Sidney fretted.

"She's sound asleep, and you know how hard it its to wake her."

"I'd still worry."

Duncan sighed, and lay back in the bed.  "Hm.  What about... I have an idea."  He turned his bedside light on and hopped out of bed.  Sidney grinned and watched his naked butt as he walked to his dresser.  She didn't notice him opening the Moonstone's box, but she certainly noticed the oversize pink bra cupped to his face when he turned back around.

"What are you doing?"

Duncan removed the bra-cup from his face with a flourish.

"You turned your head into a boob.  Why?"

Duncan pointed at where his mouth should be.

"Ah.  Well, that's one way to stay quiet, I guess.  Um... why is your head still changing?"

Duncan's brow wrinkled in confusion until he looked in the mirror to see what Sidney had seen.  The change hadn't stopped with his lower face, his whole head was now a boob.  There was a nipple where his nose should be.  His eyes peeping out over the nipple were the only non-mammary feature of his head.  They widened a bit as her realized that this was the mental image he'd had when Sidney mentioned turning his head into a boob.  Had he somehow controlled the change?  He tried to visualize his nipple turning back into a nose, but nothing happened.

Sidney tapped him on the shoulder, making him jump.  He hadn't heard her come up behind him.  And when he turned to face her, he could see she was talking, gesticulating at his nipple.  He touched a hand to the side of his head.  No ears... oh.  He watched intently and tried to lip-read Sidney's exaggerated words.

"Can.   You.  Breathe?"

Duncan shook his head, then shrugged.  He pointed to his chest, then gave an OK sign.  He wasn't breathing, but it didn't seem to be a problem.  Handy - he could think of some good uses of that... Diaper changing was the first to spring to mind.

He jumped again when a T-shirt was flung at his chest.  Sidney gestured for him to put it on.  Making sure he got it the right way around, Duncan slipped it over his head.  Soon enough he was back to normal.  Once she was sure her husband's head was fully restored, Sidney closed the Moonstone's box.

"That is quite enough of that," she declared, firmly.

"But it would solve the noise problem."

"I'm more concerned with the breathing problem."

Duncan shrugged.  "I was fine.  And not needing to breathe would be handy at times."

Sidney looked off into the distance as she considered that.  "Nah.  For the fun uses, you still need a mouth."

Duncan laughed.  "Hadn't thought of that.  I'm sure I can think of something..."

Sidney kissed his cheek then got back in to bed.  "You work on that.  I'm going to sleep.  It has been a long day, and worrying about your head kind of killed the mood."

"Sorry.  Maybe tomorrow?"

"Sounds good."

But of course the next night was Sunday night, with work in the morning...  By the time the next weekend rolled around, the Moon rose too late to be useful.

The following week was even worse - events conspired against Duncan from every angle.  First, his car's muffler blew out, taking a fair chunk of his emissions system with it.  The very same day, his bosses decided to start installing video cameras over everyone's desk 'so that we can find people when someone calls'.  Riight.  It wasn't the first stupid idea they'd had lately - the programming team had been getting hassled to start upping their hours to meet an utterly arbitrary and pointless schedule.  Not only that, but the last milestone they'd missed had been the hardware guys' fault, and the programmers were still blamed (and sworn at) for the slippage.  Ducan started looking for a new job that day...  And on Friday there was a new, invasive IT policy distributed.  Duncan had to laugh when he noticed one of the explicitly disallowed activities on company computers was looking at employment sites.  Not like it would be hard to do that from home...

Duncan spent the weekend stressing out about money.  The repairs for his car had come to nearly as much as his 15 year old car was worth.  They'd managed to repay a little into the line of credit since buying the Moonstone, but not nearly enough.  In the end, there were two ways out - get his parents to bail him out (never!) or wipe out a good chunk of his rather meager retirement savings account.

Sidney didn't want to worry her husband more than he already was, but she couldn't help but mention it when she noticed that the mole on his chest had moved and changed shape.  That worried her even more than the money.

Duncan was actually excited to notice the change.  It matched what he'd imagined the last time he'd communed with the full Moon.  So that was two cases now, where he'd managed to cause a deliberate change.  But try as he might, he couldn't do it again.  Most of his spare time went to various efforts to produce deliberate changes, both with and without the Moonstone.  He changed his hands into breasts and back so many times he actually managed to run the Moonstone out of charge.  Fortunately, there'd been just enough juice left to get his hand most of the way back to human.  It was still a bit puffy, but he managed to put it off as tender from over-use.  Nobody asked just what kind of overuse.

Finally, the month (as Duncan measured it - from full Moon to full Moon) was drawing to a close.  Their finances were in shambles, though not quite a disaster.  The environment at work had gotten even more toxic.  He'd been scanning the job listings regularly, but he'd let his skills get a bit specialized, and not much had looked promising.  Frankly, he was just glad to be shot of the whole thing, and looking forward to putting this month behind him.

It actually came as a surprise when his Mom popped over to pick up Courtney for her sleepover with her grandparents.  He'd known it was the full Moon night, but it hadn't quite felt like it - the actual full Moon wasn't until just after 11 on Sunday.

After dinner, Duncan just sat and stared out the window.  He'd started just to watch for the Moon to rise, but wasn't even doing that any more.  Sidney had tried to strike up a conversation with him and lighten the mood, but he hadn't risen to the bait.

A small purple box landed in Duncan's lap, snapping him out of his funk.  "What?"

"Moon's up.   Your turn."

Duncan looked down at the box.  Condoms.  "Triple-X large?  What are they, wind socks?"  He laughed, and Sidney smiled in return.

"Think that stone of yours will count 'em as clothes?"

Duncan's reply was to head directly to the bedroom and collect the Moonstone's box.  As had become his habit, he avoided the Moon's gaze while charging the Moonstone.  He planned to commune with the Moon later.

A few minutes later both Duncan and Sidney were in the bedroom, staring in fascination as Duncan's member grew and grew until it filled one of the gag condoms to its limit.

"I'm surprised you can still stand," said Sidney, softly.

"So am I.  It's as big as my forearm.  Hey, that gives me an idea..."

Sidney shut the Moonstone's box with a snap.  "None of that.  One crazy thing at a time. And this is one crazy thing indeed."  She wrapped a hand around Duncan's shaft, noting dazedly that it was so big that her fingers and thumb didn't touch.  Duncan shuddered, and a soft groan escaped him.  His cock trembled, and grew a little larger...  "My God," she whispered softly.  "It's not done yet?"

Duncan followed docilely as she led him to the bed by his shaft.  Sidney started with a boob-job to get the both worked up.  It did the job, in spades - though it was a bit alarming each time a cock-head as big as her breast lunged at her face.  It was obvious that Duncan was ready - his eyes were half-closed in pleasure and his hips were bucking reflexively against her.

Sidney pushed her husband back a bit to get a better look.  She laughed nervously.  "It's so big... I think it's longer than I am.  There's no way it can fit."

Duncan roused from his pleasure and low blood pressure induced haze.  His wife was right - his cock had grown so large it nearly eclipsed her, it was easily longer than her torso.  Its head was level with his nose when he lifted it up to his body.  "Gods...  No.  We can do this."

"How? asked his wife incredulously.  "It'd split me open."

Duncan carefully levered himself off the bed, and wobbled his way to the Moonstone's box.

"No," protested Sidney, weakly.

"It's the only way."  Duncan flipped the slats open, and angled the box so the Moonstone's pale light bathed the bed and his naked wife within it.  To both their disappointment (though somewhat to Sidney's relief as well) the elasticity of the overstretched condom reasserted itself, and Duncan's shaft rapidly shrunk - but only to the original XXXL size the condom had first supplied.

Sidney watched in mixed fascination and awe as that oversized member approached her nethers.  "Just... go slow, OK?"

"Of course.  Tell me if it hurts.  But it shouldn't."

"Oooh.  Um, a bit lower.  Wait, that's... ooooooh.  It fit?  That feels very very strange."

A few thrusts later they were both staring down at what looked like a third breast below and between Sidney's normal ones.  Whenever Duncan moved, the new 'breast' bobbed up and down. "That's not right," said Sidney.  "This isn't really working for me."

"Me either.  No resistance.  Sorry, it seemed like a good idea..."  Duncan pulled back, then started to laugh.

"What?"

"You were right.  I wasn't lined up... you have two pussies, now.  One's a lot bigger."

"And now I feel oddly deflated."

"I could get a big balloon..."

"No!  I'd rather deflate than inflate.  I'm too big around as it is."

"You're not..."

"I am, and you know it.  Bah.  I wish I'd got some normal condoms as well as those monsters."

Duncan reached over to his bedside table.  "Fortunately, I did."

Swapping condoms didn't take long, and soon Duncan's penis was down to a more reasonable size.  He shut the Moonstone's box, and at Sidney's questioning look answered, "It'll feel better if you don't get reshaped out of the way every time I move. For me, anyway.  I hope for you, too."

He was right, on both counts.

Some time later, they were cuddled together on the bed, cooling off.  Sidney stroked Duncan's softened penis, eliciting only the slightest of rises.  "So... if you open the box, you'd fill up the condom again, right?"

Duncan laughed.  "Should do, yeah.  You want another round?"

"Maybe.  I want to try something else, first.  Open it."

Ducan did, and grinned as his cock swiftly refilled the condom.  "Well.  That's convenient."

"C'mere."

Duncan was a bit surprised when Sidney went down on him.  He was even more surprised when he realized he could no longer feel Sidney's teeth.  Or tongue.  He pulled back a bit to look, and Sidney sat up.  She grinned at him - or at least from the crinkling of her cheeks Duncan figured it was a grin.  Her mouth had been reshaped by the Moonstone and the condom, and now looked very much like her pussy.

"You... meant to do this?"

Sidney nodded.  She touched her finger to Duncan's lips, and crinkled another grin.

"Well, it's a much more fun way to be quiet than the one I came up with."

Duncan leaned in to give his wife a kiss on her remodeled lips.  It went a lot further than that, of course, and the sensations coming from his mouth became very interesting.  And very pleasant... with a start he realized that his own mouth had been reshaped.  He tried to think of why that would be - skin on skin hadn't caused changes before... but Sidney pulled him into a tighter embrace, and the things she could do with a half-mouth half-pussy were very distracting.

Some time later, Duncan was putting on his old T-shirt to restore himself, while Sidney was doing the same with her bathrobe.  Once they had their voices back, Sidney looked her husband over.  "That shirt's from about when we got married, isn't it?  How much weight did you lose by using that?"

"Yeah.  Um, about twenty pounds."

Sidney's eyes lit up.  "So if I wore, say, that lingerie I bought shortly after we met..."

Duncan grinned.  "Probably.  Are you trying to get me going yet again?"

"Mmmmaybe."  Sidney was already deep into the walk-in closet, digging around.  Duncan sat on the end of the bed, watching the closet's door and waiting with a grin on his face.

"It won't fit!" Sidney wailed.  

Duncan sighed, then got up and walked over to his dresser.  "I have a solution."  He picked up a catsuit from beside the Moonstone's box, and carried it to the closet.  He stuck it inside without looking.  "Put this on, then come out into the Moonstone's light for a bit.  It'll shrink you down enough to fit anything."

When Sidney emerged, she watched wide-eyed as the room started to grow around her.  And especially as her husband towered higher and higher above her.  She was used to being most of a foot shorter than him, but this...  When she was sure she'd stopped shrinking, she asked, "How short am I?"

"I'd guess the same as I was - 4 foot 10 or so."

"Seems like more.  Wow, you're a lot taller than me."

Duncan grinned down at his diminished wife.  "Yup."  He scooped her up in his arms, and she shrieked then giggled almost exactly like their daughter did when he did the same to her.

"Put me down!"

"Oh, alright.  Go put the lingerie on so you can grow up a bit."

Duncan couldn't help but laugh when Sidney reappeared from behind the closet door.  The scale-patterned red and black teddy that he remembered so fondly hung like a tent on her, making her look like a little girl trying on her mother's clothes.  Of course, as soon as she was exposed to the Moonstone that started to change.

"Rrrowr, you look awesome!"

Sidney had the hugest smile on her face as she turned back and forth in front of the mirror.  "Wow.  Just... wow.  I feel awesome, too.  I love that stone!"

Duncan smiled.  "I'm glad you changed your mind."  He stepped up beside her, running his hands over the teddy.  "It looks and feels nicer than I remember.  Those look like real scales."

Sidney looked down, then felt along the tops of her breasts.  "Um, honey?  They are scales.  And there's no seam any more."

Duncan traced his fingers down to her thighs, and found the same there - the slick scales merged seamlessly into her skin.  "Weird.  It still looks and feels amazing."

"How am I going to take it off?"

Duncan blinked.  "I guess that's what Pauline meant by 'likes costumes'."

"Not helping."

They tried everything they could think of.  But the teddy was underneath any clothing Sidney wore, so the Moonstone wouldn't change her torso.  And while they were doing that, the scales started spreading further down her legs, so Sidney called the experiments to a halt, and closed the Moonstone's box.

"Well," Duncan said with a sigh, "on the plus side, you can wear clothing over it, and it looks incredible.  As long as you don't look at the full Moon tonight, you should be fine in a week or so as the Moon's power wanes."

"I'm stuck like this for a week?"  Sidney whimpered.

Duncan hugged her tight.  "Sorry, love."

Sidney sighed, and headed for the ensuite.  "I'll live, I guess."

Moments later Duncan was startled by Sidney's yell.  "I can't pee!"

"You can't... wait, what?"

Sidney emerged, and stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at her husband.  "Take a look.  Tell me what you don't see down there."

Duncan looked, then ran a finger over her crotch to confirm.  No seams there, either.  "Oh dear."

"That's more than oh dear.  Fix it!  I have to peeeeee!"

Duncan considered for a bit, then walked over to the Moonstone's box, opened it, and returned to his wife.  "You've got a vibrator in your bedside table, right?"

Sidney nodded, then with a slight blush fetched it out.  Duncan took it from her, then pressed it into Sidney's crotch.  "Ow, careful!"

Duncan frowned, and imagined how this would work on a naga.  He'd seen more than a few versions in fantasy artwork, and the more realistic ones had a sort of gap in the scales.  When he tried to work it in between Sidney's scales, he felt a slight surge then suddenly it slipped into her.

"You did it?  You did it!"  Sidney threw her arms about her husband.  Then she stumbled against him, throwing him off balance and tumbling them both into the bed.  She twisted against him sinuously, and stared at the floor.  "There's a snake in...  Oh My God!  What happened to my legs?"

Duncan looked over the edge of the bed.  Then back up at his wife's hips.  Then traced his gaze down from them to the coiled-up mass of snaky tail on the floor.  "A naga.  I seem to have turned you into a naga.  And I think your tail is still growing."

"Close the box!"

Duncan dashed to comply, but the damage was already done.  Sidney's serpentine body had grown to a good twenty feet in length, long enough to go from one wall of the bedroom to the other and halfway back again.

Sidney started to cry.  "I'm a monster!  I'll be stuck as a monster all week, and it's all your fault!"

"You're not a monster!  You're sexy as hell like this."

Sidney sniffed.  "You really think so?  You're not just saying that?"

Duncan nodded emphatically, and gathered her torso in his arms.  "You look incredible.  We'll work something out - I can probably burn some vacation time to stay home for the week."

Sidney slowly slithered her tail up onto the bed, coiling it around Duncan.  "You're sure?"  

Duncan snuggled into his wife's coils, smiling at her reassuringly.  "Certain."

"OK."