Magic Trunk

“Hey Bernice.  What was so urgent I had to come over right away?” asked a twentyish woman, posing in the doorway to show off her new skirt.

Bernice ignored Tanya’s primping.  Her dusky-skinned friend always tried to look her best, and while a little part of her had to admit Tanya looked yummy in that cute little dress, the rest of her was too excited with her news.  “My great-aunt left me something cool in her will.”

Tanya grinned.  “Cool.  Where is it?”

Bernice led the way into the living room.  Crouching where her parents’ old-school stereo cabinet used to be was a large chest.  With its ornate wooden carving and curved top, it looked like a prop from a pirate movie.  “Isn’t it cool?”

Bernice shrugged.  “I... guess?  I mean, it’s just an oversize steamer trunk.  Was there something cool inside it?”

“I don’t know.  I can’t open it.”

“A trunk you can’t open?  How is that cool, chica?”

“Because it does this when I’m near the lock.”  Bernice waved her hand in front of an ornate carving in the front of the trunk, and parts of it glowed faintly.

“Oh!  Is it magic?” asked Tanya, softly.  “Did your great aunt seriously give you a magic trunk in her will?”

“Yeah.  My parents got the house, I just get a magic chest.”  Bernice grinned, and bounced in place, her chest heaving and her hair flowing in a way that always turned Tanya’s head.  “I think I got the better deal.”

“If you can open it,” mused Tanya.

“The note that came with it said something about my twenty-first birthday.  I’ve tried everything I can think of, but it doesn’t react.  But next week...”

Tanya grinned.  “We can have a birthday and magic trunk party.  Cool.  Will your parents mind?”  She looked around at the living room and frowned.  “Wait, where’s all their stuff?”

Bernice grinned back.  “They’ve moved in to Great-aunt Hiroko’s house.”

“So are they going to sell this place?  You’ve lived here all your life!”

Bernice shook her head.  “It’s mine now.”

“Awesome!  Then we can really have a party.  After exams.  You missed a week of classes, are you going to be OK?”

Bernice nodded.  “I’m ready.  And having a party to look forward to will make it go that much faster.”

* * *

Bernice sighed as she picked up another discarded beer can.  “God, how can ten people make such a mess in a couple hours?”

Tanya snorted.  “Not like it’s the first time.”

“It’s the first time in my place, where I’m the only one responsible for keeping it clean.  I got a small annuity from the will, but it’s only enough to keep this place going, not enough to live off of too.  I can’t afford to hire cleaners.”

“I’m helping.  Kim and Rob stayed, too.”

Bernice looked over at the other two.  Kim had been a good friend since high school, but Bernice barely knew Rob.  Kim was obviously smitten by him, but the bad-boy vibe and leather jacket grated on Bernice’s nerves.  She’d expected him to start a fight all night, but nothing bad had happened.  They’d even stayed to help clean up, though right now they were making out on the couch.

Bernice tossed the last tin in the recycling bag.  “Done.  I just wish the stupid chest had opened, so we all could have seen what was inside.”

To her surprise, Rob spoke up then.  “When were you born?”

“Today.  Well, twenty-one years ago today.”

He sat up, drawing a slight pout from Kim.  “Not what day,” he clarified.  “What time of day?”

“Oh!  Um... Late.  Eleven forty-something at night?”

Rob pointed to the clock on the wall.  “And it’s currently ten to midnight.  Try the lock again.”

Bernice shrugged, and waved her hand across the front of it like she had several times that night, showing it off to the gathered acquaintances.  This time, however, instead a dim general glow over the carving, it glowed more brightly, and a tracery of intense purple light shone from some of the grooves within it.

Rob’s eyes lit up.  “A maze-lock!  I’ve heard of these.”  He hopped up from the couch, shedding his jacket as he moved to the chest.  He crouched before it, carefully examining the tracery that was slowly fading out.  “They’re incredibly rare,” he said reverently.

“How do you know so much about them?” Bernice asked Rob, surprised.

“Dad’s one of the best safecrackers around.  I picked up a lot.  Maze locks are... almost legends, though I’ve seen replicas.  They’re basically impossible to defeat.”

Bernice’s shoulders sagged.  “Oh fooey.  So I’ll never get it open?”

Rob laughed, but not unkindly.  Bernice looked at him oddly, it seemed out of character.  “Oh, it’s easy to open," Rob said.  "But you have to be a direct blood descendant of the latest owner.”

“But Hiroko was my great-aunt,” protested Bernice.  “My grandpa’s sister.  I’m not a direct descendant.”

Rob shrugged.  “The lock glows when you’re near it.  It thinks you’re a descendent.  Maybe there’s more to your family history than it seems, hm?”  The grin he flashed her made Bernice suddenly jealous of Kim.  She was never one for bad boys, and they’d never really looked at her with her mousy hair and almond eyes.  It wasn’t fair.  Her cousins had inherited the same olive skin, but they’d all ended up achingly pretty, and she was the mouse of the family.

“Fine,” she said, finally.  “I’m a descendant.  So?”

“Solve the maze.”

Bernice looked at Rob for a moment longer, then shrugged, and put her hand near the lock again.  The tracery glowed once more, a different pattern this time.  She looked around the edge, found the spot where it started, and started tracing her finger along it.

“Um, Rob?”

“Yep?”

“My finger is stuck.  I can’t pull it away from the lock.”

Rob nodded.  “That’s part of why it’s so feared.  If you can’t solve the maze, you’re trapped.”

“Could have told me that before I started,” Bernice huffed.

Rob waved the comment off. “You can still see the maze, you’re fine.”

Bernice finished tracing out the maze, then pulled her finger away with a relieved sigh.  The lock glowed brightly then with an anticlimactic click it let the lid pop up a crack.  “That’s it?”

“Now we get to see what’s inside!” cheered Tanya.   “Open it!”

Bernice smiled at her friend’s enthusiasm, and flung the top open.  The trunk was stuffed to the brim with clothing, a tangled, unsorted heap of clothing of every description.

“Clothes?  Just...  I don’t get it.  I have a magically locked trunk, and it’s full of... clothes?”

Bernice dug through the pile, scattering brightly coloured garments around the trunk.  By the time she was at the bottom, tops and skirts and jackets and corsets and bras of all description were heaped around it.  “That’s it?” she asked petulantly.  “Just clothes?  I have a magic trunk, and all that’s in it are clothes and a small pile of blue string?  I was hoping for something...”

“More like Lynne’s magic hairbrush?  God, she made such a fuss over that thing.”

Bernice nodded.  “Yeah.  She turned my hair green with it, once.  That was fun.  People actually looked at me.”

“They were laughing at you, too.”

“Didn’t care then.  Don’t care now.”

Rob had been poking through the pile of clothes, curiously.  “There’s something weird about all this stuff.”

Bernice turned to look at him curiously.  “What do you mean?”

He held up a bra, and shook it out.  There were four cups rather than the usual two.  “Not one piece of clothing I’ve found is made for normal people.  The shirts have one sleeve, or three, or five.  There are at least three four-legged pair of pants, and two three-legged ones I’ve seen so far.  But no two-legged ones.

Tanya giggled drunkenly as she looked at the bra in Rob’s hands.  “It looks like it’d fit you.  Put it on!”

“What?  No!”

Kim slinked up against her boyfriend and whispered something in his ear that made him blush dark enough to hide his freckles.  He didn’t protest as she pulled his shirt over his head, though he did squirm a little as she settled the bra in place.

“There!” Kim slurred.  “Doesn’t he look cute?”

Bernice frowned in puzzlement.  “He fills it out a bit too well.  What just...”  She reached out and grabbed one of the lower bra cups.  When she squeezed it Rob moaned in pleasure.

“Hey!  That’s my boyfriend.  Only I get to grope his...  hic.”  Kim stared at her boyfriend’s chest, then reached out and squeezed one of the upper cups of the bra he was wearing, producing more moans.  “Wait.  Why does my boyfriend have boobs?”

“I don’t,” protested Rob.  Until he looked down at his body and saw the curves of flesh spilling out over the top of the bra.  “What the fuck?”

“Take it off!” cheered Kim and Tanya as Rob struggled his way out of the bra.  It took him three tries to manage the hooks in back, which even got Bernice giggling a little.  Especially because Rob was cursing about how he could normally do this blindfolded and in the dark.

Then it was impossible to argue.  Rob’s four large breasts bounced free as he flung the bra aside.  “Holy fuck.  I have tits!”

Bernice stared in as much shock as Rob was showing.  “But... you have bigger tits than I do!  That’s not fair!” she wailed.

Kim gave Rob’s chest a good fondling.  “He has bigger boobs than even I do, sweetie.  I like it...”

“You do?”

Kim nodded. “Wanna know a biiig secret?”

Tanya glared at the redhead, and shook her head.  “Kim...”

“All three of us girls here are bi.  Bernie won’t admit it, but she and Tanya have had a crush on each other for years.”

“Oh...”  Rob looked stunned.  Then he looked down at his boobs.  “So you like this?”

Kim leaned in and sucked on one of his breasts, making Rob shudder.  When she came up for air, her eyes were gleaming. “Oh fuck yeah.”

“Awesome.”

Bernice, meanwhile, was in tears.  She’d taken off her blouse and bra, and was wearing the bra that Rob had discarded.  “It doesn’t work!” she cried.

Tanya dug through the pile and offered her a bra with three cups side-by-side.  The cups were bigger than the Ds on the bra Rob had used.  “Try this one.”

Bernice shucked out of the one bra, and had the other on in seconds.  “Aww, it didn’t do anything either.”

Tanya giggled.  “Are you sure about that, sugar?”  She reached out and groped her friend, emphasising the fact that the cups of the bra were indeed full.

Bernice squealed with joy, and squirmed out of the bra to look at her new assets.  “Oh my word!  They’re beautiful.”  She broke out into fresh tears.

Tanya hugged her and kissed the tears away.  “What’s wrong?”

“I have boobs!  I actually, really, honest to goodness have boobs!  Thank you so much!”

“Why thank me?  It’s your magic trunk that did it.  I bet all these clothes will do this...”  A wicked look grew on Tanya’s face, then she hopped up and went to one of the recycling bags.  She returned with an empty vodka bottle, set it down between the friends, and gave it a spin.  It ended up pointing at Kim.

“What?” asked Kim.  “Do I have to kiss Bernie?”

“No,” said Tanya with that big grin.  “She gets to pick out a piece of this stuff for you to wear.”

Bernice looked uncertain until Kim grinned and started taking off her top.  “Hit me with your best shot,” Kim challenged.

Bernice sorted through the pile until she found a sleeveless top.  She handed it to Kim, blushing as she realized Kim hadn’t been wearing a bra.  Bernice still took a good look as Kim wriggled into the top.

“Can someone give me a hand with this?” asked Kim.  “I’m stuck.”

Rob tugged the top down until Kim’s head popped out.  “Where’d your arms go?”

Kim looked down at the arm-holes of the top, belatedly noticing that there was a fine nylon mesh over each one.  “I... don’t seem to have them any more.”  She started to hyperventilate.  “My arms are gone!”

Bernice was watching this play out with her hand to her mouth.  Rob only shrugged.  “They weren’t your best feature anyway.”

“Take it off!” ordered Kim.  “Maybe my arms will come back.”

They didn’t.  Rob, Bernice, and Tanya all stared at Kim.  Tanya was the first to speak, dryly noting, “it was only an ‘armless joke.”

“Not funny,” Kim huffed.  But Bernice started to giggle, and then Rob joined in.

“Come on, babe,” encouraged Rob.  “You look good like this.”

“Really?  I...”  Kim looked down at herself.  “I feel really helpless.”

“You were the one that offered to be tied up if I wore that damned bra...” said Rob with a leer.  “This is even better.”

Kim snickered.  “You would think so.  Fine.”  She kicked the bottle with her foot, sending it spinning.  It pointed at Rob.  “Hey Bernice,” Kim called out.  “Find a four-armed top so pretty-boy here can fondle all of his own breasts at once.”

Bernice dug through the pile, and tossed a purple button-down shirt with four slim sleeves at Rob.  Rob sighed, and put it on.  His arms barely fit at first, but as soon as the shirt was settled around him, before he could even button it up, two more hands poked out of the two extra sleeves.  “That was quick,” he noted, and slipped the shirt off again.

“You’ve got girl arms!” exclaimed Kim, excitedly.  “Cool.”

“I do?” asked Rob.  He stared at his arms, flexing them.  “Bah, they feel so weak.”

Kim wriggled up beside him and snuggled against his body.  “But your arms and chest are so lovely and smooth now.  None of that icky hair.”

“You never called my chest hair icky before,” complained Rob. “If I’d known, I’d have shaved it.”

Kim shuddered.  “Ew, then you’d be all stubbly.  This is way better, and you get boobs in the bargain, too!”

Rob just shook his head.  “Well, as long as someone’s having fun...  I guess it’s my turn.”  He reached out with his lower right arm, and gave the bottle a flick.  It ended up pointing at Tanya.  “Hm.  What would look good on you?  How about this toque.”  He tossed a knitted hat to Tanya.

Once the hat was perched on Tanya’s head, the purpose of the holes in its sides became apparent.  Two fuzzy white ears poked out.  Bernice giggled.  “You’ve got bear ears!”  And when Tanya pulled the hat off to check, it revealed that her black hair had gone pure white instead.

Tanya ran to check herself out in the bathroom mirror.  While she was doing so, Bernice got Rob to help her drag the standing mirror from her bedroom into the living room.  “There.  Now we can all see ourselves.”

Tanya gave the bottle a spin, and it fetched up against Kim’s leg.  “Hm.  We should balance you out,” mused Tanya.  “Let me see...”   She started digging through the pile, and pulled out a three-legged pair of pants.  She dumped that near the bottle, and shook her head.  “Close, but not quite...  Aha!”

Tanya handed Kim what looked like a pair of panties, just without any leg-holes.

Kim stared at Tanya.  “Are you serious?”

Tanya shrugged.  “I didn’t make up the rules.”

“Yes you did!  I’ll be totally... helpless...”  Kim looked over at Rob, and bit her lip.  “Will you...”

Rob just grinned at her lecherously.

“OK, give me a hand getting them on.”

Moments later, Kim was entirely limbless.  All that was left was her head and her naked torso.  Rob scooped her up, drawing a squeal from her.

“Wow, you’re light like this.”

“Hey!” called Tanya as Rob started toward a guest bedroom.  “Kim still gets a go.”

“Fine.  What do you want me to wear, Kim?”

Kim looked down at the three-legged pants lying next to the bottle.  “Grab those, and let’s go.”

Tanya watched them go, and her grin just widened as she heard their squeals of...   Well, Rob seemed a bit annoyed, but Kim sounded happy.  And before long, Rob did too.  Tanya licked her lips, and looked over at Bernice.  “Just the two of us left.”

“Yup.  Spin to see who goes first?”

“Nah.  You pick something, I pick something, we trade.”

Bernice started digging in the pile.  She cooed over a long, narrow corset with a full dozen small breasts down the front.  “I could have worn this at my old size...  Here, give it a try.”

Tanya grinned, and accepted the gift.  “You just want my tits to be as small as yours used to be.”

“Mmmaybe.  I just think you’ll look sexy with that many boobs.”

“Me too.  Here.”  Tanya handed over a set of tights that had four legs instead of two, and they both started wriggling into their respective items.

Tanya’s corset had no zip or lacings in the back, but it was stretchy enough that she could wiggle her way into the neck hole.  It wasn’t until she’d pulled it up under her arms that she realized her legs weren’t emerging from the bottom... instead a tapering tube of flesh emerged from the bottom of the corset, extending about three feet until it came to a thin, whiplike tip.  Smaller and smaller breasts lined the first two feet of the length.  She tried to count how many boobs she had, and got distracted around twenty when Bernice stood up.

Bernice didn’t just have four legs, the leggings had stretched apart as she put them on, creating a full length torso between the legs as well.  As she tried walking back and forth in front of the mirror, the effect was much like a centaur, except with human legs and lower torso.

Tanya giggled.  “Your back feet have the same toenail polish as your front ones.  Same mole, too.”

Bernice turned to look at her friend, and gasped.  “What happened to your legs?”

Tanya writhed her tail-body to show it off.  “I don’t care.  Wriggling on the floor like this feels incredible.”

“But you’re...  Not even human any more.”

Tanya looked at her arms.  “Some of me is human.  Bah, let’s fix that.  Find me a top, and I’ll give you one.”

Bernice handed Tanya what looked like a T-shirt, except it had three equally-spaced sleeves, rather than just two.  Tanya managed to find a turtleneck sweater with only two sleeves.  To make up for that, it also had two neck-holes.

Bernice held up the sweater, staring at it nervously.  “I don’t know.  Two heads?”

“I’ve got a lot of nipples needing attention.”

Bernice giggled, and slipped the sweater on.  Her head popped out the top, and she had a sudden sense of dizziness as she got two views of Tanya instead of one.  She looked left and right, and saw her own head.  “Aaa!” said the left head.  “Eeek!” said the right.

Tanya just giggled.  She waved her three tentacles about, grinning like a little kid.  “Perfect!  C’mon, let’s go give these bodies a workout.”

“But...”

“Oh come on, Bernice.  Live a little.”

Bernice shook her heads, wobbling as they shook in opposite directions and made her even dizzier.  “This two heads thing is...”

“Just think.  You can suckle two boobs at once.”

“I guess.”  Bernice closed one set of eyes, then started picking up all the discarded items. “Give me a minute to put the used ones away, so we don’t try to use them again.”

Tanya sighed, then pitched in to help  Bernice always had been the responsible one.  All the used items got put back in the trunk, except for the triple of pants that was in the guest room with Kim and Rob.  Given the noises coming out of that room, Bernice had no interest in going in.  So Tanya took care of it instead, coming out with a huge grin.

“What?”

“These pants?”  Tanya held them up with one tentacle.  “They’re women’s pants.”

“So Rob...”

Tanya giggled.  “Two pussies.  Kim’s in heaven.”

Once the last used item was in the trunk, Bernice closed the lid.  The lock closed with a loud clunk, glowing briefly as it did so.  Bernice’s eyes widened, and she tried opening the trunk once more.  The lock wouldn’t even glow.

“Oh god... are we stuck?” Bernice asked in echoed whispers.

“Eh, I can think of worse ways.  You can pass as human... if you hide the second head and your lower body behind a door.  I’m sure this will all wear off just like Lynne’s brush did.”

Bernice nodded in tandem, and let Tanya lead her to her bedroom.

* * *

“Your tail is amazing.  I hope we figure out how to use that corset again” said Bernice, two sweaty hours later.

Tanya tenderly traced two tentacle along Bernice’s jawlines.  “Me too.  I’m going to miss this body when the magic fades.  I’ll miss your second tongue, too.”

“How long do you think it’ll take?”

Tanya shrugged, her three tentacles turning it into a flowing, sensuous gesture.  “A day at most.  Your green hair from the magic brush only lasted what, eight hours?”

“Something like that.  We should make good use of it while we can...” Bernice said with a broad grin.

Tanya growled and pounced.

* * *

Late in the morning, when everyone finally got moving, they were still in their altered forms.  Rob carried Kim down to the kitchen, propped her up in a chair, and fed her breakfast cereal while the coffee was brewing.

Tanya slithered down a little later, followed by Bernice who was complaining about having to coordinate four legs and four eyes before coffee.  She accepted a steaming mug from Rob with a grateful look, sipping at it with each head in alternation.

After she felt human again, despite not really looking so, Tanya turned to Rob. “So what happened to the tough guy act, anyway?”

Kim answered first.  “No guy left, for one.”

Rob stuck out his tongue at her, which just made her grin.  “It’s just an act I learned to fit in with my Dad’s crowd.  I kept it up, because certain people seem to like it.”  He shot Kim a dangerous look, which made her grin even wider.

“You don’t seem so dangerous without the big manly arms and big manly legs... not to mention what used be between them.”

Rob laughed.  “Yeah.  I’m looking forward to getting little Bobby back when all this fades.”

“Hey... it’s just us girls here, right?” asked Kim.

Tanya frowned.  “I suppose...”

“So if this doesn’t fade by tonight, we could have a slumber party!” Kim enthused.

Bernice shrugged.  “Sounds fun to me.  I haven’t watched Thelma and Louise in ages...”

Rob made gagging noises, but stopped when Kim glared at him.  “It won’t be that bad, sweetie.  We’ll make a good girl of you yet.”

“Yeah, like that’s what I always wanted to be...”  Rob laughed, and shrugged.  “Well, it’ll be different.”

Kim looked over Bernice and Tanya. “I see you two had fun after we took off.  Is having two heads as much fun in bed as it sounds?”

Tanya grinned.  “More.”  Bernice blushed furiously, but nodded.

They lazed around Bernice’s townhouse all day, exploring their modified anatomy.  Bernice practiced singing with both mouths, until she could harmonize with herself.  Tanya showed off just how maneuverable her tail was, and Kim’s comments about that made Bernice blush even brighter than before.

Rob asked Bernice for something to juggle, and she found some toy balls in among all the boxes of kid stuff her parents had left in the storeroom.  They all got a good laugh out of watching him try to coordinate four arms and juggle.  He eventually gave up, and just used his hands to move four balls around in the air, and claimed that as juggling.

Kim got impatient by lunchtime, and insisted on having arms and legs once more so she could feed herself, even if it meant she’d be ‘stuck’ for longer.  They discovered that the chest was willing to unlock once more, and the clothing that had been inside it could be used again.  Kim gave herself four arms and four boobs to match Rob, though she left her (lack of) legs alone, as she loved it when Rob carried her around.

There were plenty of leftover snacks from the party, though by dinnertime they were all starting to get a bit nervous.  Most magic that they’d heard of didn’t last much more than half a day, and they were expecting to change back at any moment.  So leaving the apartment was out of the question, even if they’d come up with some story about their rather... unusual forms.

Bernice called out for pizza, and used Tanya’s suggestion of mostly hiding behind the door when she paid.  She giggled as the door closed.  “I don’t think he suspected a thing!”

“Party time!” cheered Tanya as she slithered up to help carry the pizzas.  Her lower breasts were tougher than they looked, and didn’t chafe on the soft carpets in Bernice’s place.

After eating, the girls talked Rob into letting them paint his fingernails and toenails.  He reluctantly agreed, as long as there was to be no teasing if he changed back and still had polish when he had his male hands back again.  Despite his misgivings, Rob found all the attention and pampering fun.  With his four hands and three feet there were an awful lot of nails to paint.

While Bernice was working on Rob’s middle foot, she noticed something odd.  “Look at this, Tanya.  His middle foot has little toes on both sides.  It’s symmetric.”

“Cool.  It looks better that way than being a left or right foot would.  It almost looks natural.”

Bernice frowned at a thought.  “Natural...  Uhoh.”

“What?” asked Rob, worriedly.

“Why does magic only last a little while?” Bernice asked, dropping into teaching assistant mode.

The other girls shrugged, but Rob’s eyes widened.  “Because it tries to impose an unnatural state on the world.  Doing so requires a constant input of power, so absent that, it...  Do you really think that we look natural?”

“Look at Kim’s shoulders.  Or Tanya’s tentacles.  They don’t look patched on, they merge with the rest of their body smoothly.  It’s amazing work, and...”

“Crap.  Crap crap crap,” muttered Rob.  “All the clothing in that trunk was female.  Well, we’ll know by midnight.  I've never heard of temporary magic lasting longer than a day.”

That put a damper on everyone’s spirits, so they quickly finished up Rob’s nails, and put on a cheesy movie to distract themselves.  In retrospect, Return of the Killer Tomatoes might not have been the best choice.

“Look at the bright side,” said Kim afterward.  “At least you’re not likely to get stuck as a tomato for the rest of your life.”

Rob snorted.  “I guess.  And it could be worse.  Classes are out, so we’ve got a while to figure this out.  Nothing’s forcing us to go outside like this...”

Kim grinned.  “And you had a lot of fun with that body last night.”

“So did you.”

“C’mon.  We’ve got an hour left to midnight.  Let’s give it one more workout, just in case these only last a day.”

Tanya leered at Bernice as Rob carried Kim off.  “Kim has the right idea.  C’mon.”  She slithered toward Bernice’s bedroom, and after two last worried looks at the magic trunk, Bernice followed.

* * *

Once again, Rob was the first one up.  He carried Kim’s reduced body down to the kitchen morosely, and continued through the morning routine with ill temper.

“Come on, sweetie,” Kim was saying as the others emerged to the scent of coffee.  “It’s not so bad.”

“Not so bad?  I’ve got too many arms, too many legs, tits, and the only male part of me is my head.  I look stupid.”

“You’re hardly the only one who can’t pass as human,” said Kim.  “Did any of those shirts have the normal number of limbs, Bernie?”

Bernice showed off her two arms.  Her right head did the talking while the left drunk coffee.  “One did.  Two heads, though.  It’s not as bad as you’d think, really.  I’d almost forgotten about it.”

“Same here,” said Kim.  “It feels like this body is perfectly normal.”

Rob and Tanya nodded as well.  “I’m not really sure I want to change back,” added Tanya.  “This body is made for sex.”

Kim looked Tanya over, and licked her lips.  “I bet... but it’s missing something.  Bernice, can you dig out the panties that you used on my legs?”

“Hey,” protested Tanya as Bernice held up the legless panties.  “I like my tail.”

“Oh, this isn’t for your tail,” leered Kim.  “I want to know if clothes can fit in the wrong places.”

“Why?”

“If this works, we can use the no-legs panties to get rid of two of Rob’s arms, or Bernice’s back half.  We could piece together normalcy that way.”

“Well, if you think so...  OK, I’m game,” said Tanya.

“Put it on her head, Bernie.”

“What?”

The protest came too late.  Bernice was already following Kim’s suggestion and jamming the panties onto Tanya’s head.  They sunk down readily, as if Tanya’s head wasn’t even there.  When the hem of the panties went over Tanya’s shoulders, her tentacle-arms got sucked up into it and vanished.

“Keep going!” urged Kim, but the changes had stopped once Bernice had stopped pulling, and trying to tug the panties further down proved fruitless.

Bernice pulled the panties away, and stared in shock at what she’d wrought.  The top of Tanya’s body looked like an empty set of hips, with a pair of lips oriented where a pussy might be expected to be.

“Woah,” said Tanya, and a tongue licked out and moistened her lips.  “I feel so... Ooooh...”

“Tanya?” asked Bernice.  “Are you OK?”

Tanya kept licking her lips and squirming, her tail finding its way to her chest to twine around her breasts.  The moans coming out of her mouth didn’t sound pained, though.  Rather the opposite.

The other three watched in fascination as Tanya writhed in the throes of what sounded like an earth-shattering orgasm.  When she finally calmed down, Bernice pulled her into a hug, and Tanya cooed happily.  “That was amaz... mmm, gotta shut up or it’ll start again.”

“Are you OK, Tanya?  You can breathe and all that?”

Tanya snuggled happily against Bernice, but didn’t answer.

“Can you hear me?  Say something...”

After more silence had gone by, Kim spoke up.  “No ears.  So I doubt she can hear, or see.  I so have to try that later.”

“You want to be like this?” asked Bernice, wonderingly.

“Yeah.  And legless, too.  Just a fuck toy for my guy... wait... damn.  I don’t suppose you have a strap-on anywhere handy, Bernie?”

Bernice shook her head.  “I don’t have anything like that.”

“Not even a dildo?  You poor thing, we need to correct that... but to do that, someone needs to be mostly human again.”

“That would be nice, yes,” said Rob.  “Or at the very least, partly male.”

Bernice stared at the magic trunk, thinking.  “What if...  The trunk recharged the clothes we put in it.  What if we put some of our own clothes in?  They might react the same way.  Rob’s pants would make him male again.”

“Or they could make someone else male,” interjected Kim.  “We could trade parts!  That’d be so cool!  Do it.”

Bernice collected up Rob, Kim and Tanya’s discarded clothes, then gathered up four sets of her own, and put them all in the magic trunk.  The lock closed with the same exaggeratedly loud clunk as it had the previous night.  “Now we wait.”

“Why?” asked Rob.  “I want to change back now.”

Bernice waved her hand in front of the lock.  It didn’t react.  “It won’t open, just like last time.  It opened fine the next morning so... maybe eight hours?  Maybe less.”

“Ah well.  I guess I can live with this body for a while longer,” said Rob.  “I should practice four-handed juggling again while I have the chance.”

Kim laughed.  “That’s the only thing you can think of doing to pass the time?”

“I don’t want to get too used to the... other stuff.  I might not want to change back.”

“Really?” Kim asked excitedly.  “So once we change back, you might... consider this again?”

Rob stared down at his body, tracing his four hands over his four chests, and then on down to his three smooth, feminine legs.  “I... yeah.  I could be persuaded.”

“Awesome.  Hey Bernie, you have lots of spare rooms now.  Can me and Rob move in?”

“I...  If you pay for the groceries and utilities, sure.”

Kim’s eyes widened.  “No rent?”

Bernice explained her financial situation.  She owned the place free and clear, and had a trust fund that would pay for its upkeep.  Getting food covered, and some extra on the side, she’d actually be making a modest profit.  Kim and Rob thought it was a great deal, and actually bargained the price up a bit.

“What about Tanya?  Is she going to stay here too?”

“Tanya?”  Bernice asked, then laughed.  “Right, she can’t hear.  Can you find some kind of pullover top for her?”

Tanya struggled away from the top when she felt it slipping over her, but Bernice persisted.  Soon Tanya had her head back, and her three tentacles as well.  Her head was normal, without the fuzzy bear ears.  Tanya pouted at Bernice.  “Why’d you go and do that?”

“Wait... you wanted to stay headless?”

Tanya nodded eagerly.  “It was great!  Having a tongue built into my second pussy rocked.”

“But you couldn’t see or hear...” protested Bernice.

“So?  Don’t need to see to fuck.  That body was all about sex.  Can we recharge the panties?”

Bernice nodded.  “As soon as our clothes are ready.”  She explained what they’d done while Tanya was enjoying the dark and silence, then went on to invite Tanya to stay at the townhouse with her.

“At that rent, sure.  That’s an awesome deal,” grinned Bernice.  “I’d pay three times that for a place with these amenities.”  She pointed a tentacle at the magic trunk.

Bernice giggled.  “You just want me for my body... or the body I can have, with the right clothing.”

“Yup!  We gotta get you into this corset.”

“Sure.  Once I know we can change back.”

So they waited.  Every hour Bernice would wave her hand in front of the trunk’s lock to see if it would light up.  A couple hours after lunch, it did.

Bernice rushed through the maze, and everyone crowded around as the trunk opened.  Bernice pulled out one of her tops and frowned.  “Why does this blouse have seven arms?  I swear it only had two when I put it in...”

Rob pushed forward, and grabbed out his shorts.  “Crap!  These look like a skirt now.  Are they going to turn me into a girl?”

“You’re already mostly a girl,” Kim pointed out.  “Why not try it out and see?”

While Rob was struggling with his tube-shaped shorts, the others pulled out their own clothes.  Tanya’s dress had only one sleeve, but otherwise looked ‘normal’.  Kim’s T-shirt was armless, which made her cheer, but her shorts had eight legs.  

Kim started putting on her eight-legged shorts while Rob was struggling to stand.  His shorts had given him a single, thick leg.  On the plus side, he figured, it was very definitely a male leg, muscular and hairy.  It still had bright purple toenail polish on its nine toes.

Soon Rob was hopping around the room on his single leg, and Kim was wriggling her eight new tentacles.  She used those tentacles to pull her T-shirt on, and then wriggled her way over to the standing mirror to check herself out.  “Look!  I’m an octopus!”

Tanya laughed.  “It’s a good look for you.  You should stay like that for a while.”

“But how is she going to get back to normal?” asked Bernice.  “How are any of us going to get back to normal?”  She shook a handful of clothes at Tanya, four tops with varying numbers of arms, none of them ‘two’.

“Go with the three-arm top, and hide an arm?”

Bernice took a deep breath, and nodded.  “I guess that’d work.  What about legs, though?  Hard to hide a third leg.”

“Go legless, and use a wheelchair?”

“Kim!  That’s not helpful.  Well... I suppose it would work.  Better than going out looking like an octopus.”

“People know magic exists,” pointed out Kim. “It’s rare and expensive even for the temporary...  Geez, how much is this trunk worth, then?  Even with the twist?”

“Magic is worth a lot,” said Rob.  “Dad stole a magic wand some years back, and we got to play with it a bit before he delivered it.  It could only add copies of existing body features, and they lasted about two hours.  Even then, the job paid enough for him to retire.”

“So you’ve had multiple arms before?” asked Kim.

“Yeah.  Couldn’t juggle then, either.”  Rob paused, and considered the problem.  “The twist would cut the value down a lot.  And the family line lock even further.  Without that, it’d be worth millions... but since it can’t be transferred, it’s not really worth anything at all.”

“Ah,” said Kim, dejectedly.  “Still, we can do funky stuff like this.”  She wiggled her leg-tentacles in front of her face, giggling at the sight of them.  “Think of what I can do with all these... pity you didn’t end up with four-legged pants.”

“There were a set of six-leggers in here, somewhere,” said Tanya with a smirk.  “That’d keep you two busy for a while.”

“Focus!  How are we going to get normal?  I want to walk out of the apartment with two legs and two arms someday.”

“Fine,” said Kim.  “Was there anything other than clothes in the trunk?  Instructions, magic erasers?  Ooh, we should get some chalk-board erasers and see if the trunk empowers them.”

Bernice emptied out the trunk.  “Nope.  Just this box full of bits of blue string.”

Rob picked up one of the bits of string, and tied it around a finger.  “To remind me to... wait a minute.”  He untied the string, and everyone stared at his finger.  Where the string had dug in, there was a deep divot in his flesh.  Over the course of the next minute, it flowed and filled in, making it seem as if he’d never done it at all.

“That was weird,” said Bernice.  “Do my wrist.”

Rob obligingly tied a string tight but not too tight about Bernice’s wrist.  They took the string off, and Bernice grinned.  “I look like a mannequin.”

“A bit.  You’d need smoother skin and...”  Kim’s eyes went distant.  “What would happen if we put a mannequin stand in the trunk?”

Bernice pouted as she watched her wrist return to normal.  “What if we tied one around my wrist and left it like that for a minute or two?  Tie it tighter this time.”

“As the lady wishes.”

Everyone watched, wondering what would happen.  After about thirty seconds, Bernice’s hand started to shrink away until there was nothing left.  The string fell off.  Bernice and the others stared at the stump that remained.  It looked like her arm had always ended in a smooth, rounded lump, as if she’d never had a hand at all.

“Oh my God...” breathed Bernice.  “Yes!” she shouted.

“You wanted your hand amputated?” asked Rob, puzzled.

“No!  Get a long one and do it around my second torso.”

Rob did so, pulling it even tighter this time.  When it pulled through, Bernice’s hindquarters quietly disappeared.  One moment they were there, the next they were gone.  There was a flat plane in place of her bum, where her hindquarters had been.  Over the next minute her cheeks filled out, and soon Bernice’s lower half looked like it originally had.

“Yes!  We can fix things.  Wear something with extra limbs, trim them off, and done!”  She tried to clap, then realized she was short one hand for it.

“Now I just need to get my top half right, and...”

“Wait,” said Tanya.

“Wait?  I can be normal again!”

“Why?”

“Because...”  Bernice trailed off as Tanya wrapped her long sinuous body around Bernice’s legs, and started nuzzling up her side.  “Oooh,” said Bernice.  “That feels...”

Tanya grinned up at her.  “What’s the rush?  We can fix things.  Why not have a little fun, first?”  She held up the long, twelve-cupped corset that had changed her into a boob-snake.

Bernice stared at it for a long time, then slowly reached out and took it from Tanya.  “We can change back...  Tomorrow.”

Tanya grinned even wider as Bernice started wriggling slowly into the corset.  Her hesitancy meant that it settled in and started changing her before she’d even got it fully over her legs.  As a result, she ended up about two feet longer than Tanya, keeping her enhanced chest and much of her torso, and adding the boob-snake body below.

“Mmm.  Nice,” purred Tanya, wriggling around Bernice’s new body.

“Do we really have to turn back tomorrow?” asked Bernice, plaintively.

“Nope.”

“Cool.”

* * *

None of them went back to normal for the next week.  Bernice eventually went out to shop for a few things, coming back with food, a mannequin stand, and a large bag full of things from the ‘adventurous adults’ store she passed on the way home.

Kim spent the following weekend as an armless, legless mannequin.  Rob spent the week after that as a very realistic dildo getting shared among the three girls.

Kim, Tanya and Rob did go back to human in time.  They had things to gather from their old apartments, and clothing to add to the trunk’s collection.  Rob finally got back to his normal body, and after spending one day male, Kim ambushed him with two pairs of legless panties.  Three days later, Robin decided she was going to stay female.

Kim tried to persuade Bernice to rent her out as a mannequin.  It turned out that it didn’t pay very well, and being made of plastic wasn’t nearly as much fun when you had to be a ‘boring old human’.  Still, Tanya took a turn being on display too, just to see what it was like.  She even talked Bernice to spending the week with her as well.

By the end of the summer, they’d each settled into favourite forms at home.  Kim’s favourite was being legless, carried around on Rob’s back.  He used a four-legged pair of his pants and the same pair of three-legged tights as he’d used the first night to create a hybrid human centaur form, male in the back and female up front.  Tanya used the boob-snake top every chance she got, eventually growing her snake body over twenty feet long.

And Bernice?  She kept finding new uses for the condoms they’d put in the trunk, allowing her to look human enough to open the door... at least as long as she was wearing a heavy robe.