“Hey everyone, it’s Heather with a fun WitchyWays instructional.  Today, I’m going to teach you how to turn your friends into toys.  Or how to turn yourself into one, depending on your inclinations.  I hope you all remember Jennifer, she’ll be my guinea pig for this demonstration.”

The video changes to split screen again, and Jennifer pops up in the other half.  She’s still wearing the pink collar, and a stretchy T-shirt.  “Hey, thanks for toying with me again.”

Heather giggles.  “You’re keen on this, as is your husband.”

“Darn right!” comes a voice from off screen.

“First things first,” says Heather.  “Glyphs.  We’ve talked about them a bit, and WitchyWays doesn’t really explain it as well as it could, referring to Gifts, Blessings and Augments.  They’re all basically the same, just acquired differently.  The easiest way is to find someone with an appropriate ally, lose a duel to them, and then they can Gift you with that ally’s power.  WitchyWays will only let you get one gift from a person unless you return the favour, so look for trading opportunities.  Some of the more interesting glyphs, like the one that lets me change size, require more work to build and can only be applied while you’re captured.

“What you need for today’s instructional is glyphs for goat, robin and crow.  These are all pretty common animals, so check around your local WitchyWays community.  Failing that, I’ve set up a section on my message board for glyph trading.  Remember to set your schedule before dueling with a stranger.”

“Or clear it,” adds Jennifer with a grin.  “Especially if you want your sweetie to have lots of time to play with the new you.”

“Yeah, with someone you trust, leaving things more open can be such a charge...”  Heather sighs happily, then shakes her head.  “Sorry.  Glyphs.  Right.  Baseline glyphs will give you a little boost, like so.”

Jennifer’s breasts plump up nicely, stretching her T-shirt out a little.  She looks down and pouts.  “Is that all?  I was way bigger earlier.”

“That depends on how much strength you have,” explains Heather.  “Try pushing on the glyph, the fiddly bit on the side that looks like a large circle.”

Jennifer’s breasts swell slightly, perhaps another cup size.  “Oooh!  Did I do that?”

“You did!  Nice work.  Now, with more power, you can get significantly bigger.  How big would you like to be?”

Jennifer holds her hands out in front of her chest, and soon her breasts double in size to meet them.  “Ohhh, yeah.  I don’t care how bad the back problems will be.”

“That’s the best part.  See the vertical line next to the glyph?  Twist that.”

Jennifer’s eyes go wide as her breasts shrink back to normal, then expand to porn star size once more.  “Holy crap.  I can turn them on and off?  That’s not you doing it?”

“All you.  Once it’s empowered, suppressing it is easy.  Even better, it should resize most bras to fit.”

“You have got to be kidding me...  Just a minute.”  Jennifer gets up and leaves the camera view, then returns with normal sized breasts and wearing just an ornate purple bra.  “This is my favourite one.  You’re sure?”

Heather nods, watching with a grin as Jennifer’s bra grows with her breasts.  “Told you.”

“This is so awesome.  Do you have any idea how much you could charge to set women up with this?  This is sooo much better than implants, and they feel totally real.”

“They’d need to have a RealityPlus, and level up at least a little in WitchyWays.”

“So?  Heather, it takes a couple months to recover from implant surgery.  People will put in the time.  Plus, aren’t there hundreds of thousands of people already playing?”

Heather nods slowly.  “Something like that.  I think most of them are following my channel by now.  The numbers are just crazy.”

Jennifer waves at the screen.  “Hi everyone!  You should totally try this out, these babies feel amazing.”

“And we haven’t even fired up the glyph of the goat yet.  Ready?” asks Heather.

“Hit me.”  Jennifer moans happily, then her brow creases.  “This is nice, but earlier I was...”

“Again, it needs to be empowered to really push things over the edge.  There also seemed to be an interaction with the intelligence reduction from the crow glyph.  Give that a try.”

Jennifer wobbles and her eyes go wide.  One hand sneaks below the camera view, but with visible effort she stops.  A moment later she straightens up again, and exhales.  “Wow.  That packs a wallop.  Not as strong as before, but..”  She looks over to her side.  “Dan wasn’t keen on me being brainless, anyway.”

“Naked and eager works,” calls Dan’s voice from the side.  “Big boobs are definitely a bonus, though.”

“I...”  Jennifer licks her lips.  “I want to not have a say.  That was close, but not quite...”

“Give them both a push, while they’re still off,” suggests Heather.  After Jennifer nods, she continues.  “The problem is how to get you back to normal.  For these sorts of changes, the normal WitchyWays time limits don’t work.  You won’t be able to focus on magic or really much of anything other than sex.”

“Sounds good to me,” giggles Jennifer.

“We’d be right back where we started,” grumbles Dan.  “Is there no way to give her an off switch?”

Heather grins.  “I thought you’d never ask.  Yes.  It’s not in the grimoire, but there is a way to craft a glyph that can activate and suppress other glyphs.  I’ve bound it to the two mental effects.  The easiest trigger would be a physical one - a touch in a certain location.”

“Like my bellybutton?”

“Sure.  I can make it a little more specific, such as only Dan’s touch, or even just one particular finger.”

“OK.  How about his left ring finger?  Seems appropriate.”

Heather nods.  “OK, it’s done.  You can test it if you like, Dan.”

“Okay...”  A hand reaches into the camera view, and dips just below it.  Jennifer posture goes from curious to eager in a moment.

“Rrowr.”  She pounces on Dan.

Heather cuts the dual feed with a grin.  “Right.  Hopefully Dan will remember how that works.  You know... eventually.  Next up we have Bridget, the last of our five winners from last night.”

A cute dark-haired girl waves from the screen.  “Hey.  I talked my friend into coming over.  C’mere, Amy.”

Amy has sandy hair and a puzzled expression.  “You didn’t say I’d be on camera.  Oh!  Hey, Heather.  Are we doing a WitchyWays video?”

“You are.  Did you see the last one with Jennifer?”

Amy nods, then turns with wide eyes to her friend.  “Wait, you’re going to get turned into... that?”

Bridget nodded eagerly.  “I am.  I asked a really important question earlier.  See, the goat glyph... it has a little extra flex when you juice it up.  In addition to making me really horny, it can also make me, well... pansexual.”

Amy recoils.  “That’s insane.  It can change your sexuality?”

“Well...  It’s more a matter of shutting off filters and inhibitions.  But effectively, yes.  The important thing is, it lets me keep a promise.  I told you that if I could ever figure out how to be attracted to girls, you’d be the one.  So here we are.”

Amy hops up and starts to pace, wandering in and out of the camera view.  “This is crazy.  I mean really, really crazy.  You’re talking about magically fucking with your head just to... why?”

“C’mere.”  Bridget opens her arms, and Amy approaches skittishly for the hug.  “I love you.  And it kills me to see you pining after me.  I want this, girl, it’s just there’s something in my head that makes it... not happen.  I want to get rid of that, and...”  She gestures to the camera.  “Now I can.  For you.”

“That is the most twisted thing I’ve ever heard,” Amy whimpered.  “I want to say it’s crazy, that I want no part of it.  That I don’t want a pity... whatever this is.”

Bridget releases Amy from the hug, and taps her on the nose.  “I’m not doing this because I think you’re a terrible person, Amy.  I’m doing this because I want us to be together.”

“You didn’t let me finish,” chides Amy.  “I want to say that... but I can’t.  Won’t.  I’ll take whatever this is.  It’s crazy, but if you’re willing to do something this insane for me...  Please.  I’ll do anything.  Do it.”

“Just... there’s a bit I didn’t tell you yet,” sighs Bridget.  “We did some testing earlier, and...  I need the crow, too.  Some of my hangups are... learned.”

“Going for the boobs as well?” asks Amy.  “Might as well go for the trifecta.”

Bridget giggles and nods.  “Yeah.  I’ve seen your porn stash.”

Amy blushes.  “Oh!  Um... some of those were wish fulfillment on my part.”

“You want giant boobs?” asks Bridget.  “That can be arranged.  I can afford another RealityPlus.”

“Ooooh.”

Bridget turns back to the camera.  “Right.  So Heather helped set me up with the conditional you’re about to see.  It’s triggered by a specific action, and lasts for an hour.”

“What action?” asks Amy.

“Our tongues have to touch.”

Amy giggles.  “French kissing you turns you into a brainless bimbo?”

“Only if it’s with you.”

Amy sighs happily and leans in for the kiss.  Bridget tenses a little, then relaxes and suddenly her breasts expand and her eyes flutter closed.  Her hands start to roam over Amy’s body, and pull her in close.

Amy wriggles away from the kiss and stares into Bridget’s eyes.  “Wow.  Okay... boobs.  So I guess it worked.  Are you with me, Bridg?”

Bridget nods dazedly.  “Li’l bit.  Feel loopy.  Happy.”

“Tell me you love me,” demands Amy.

“Love you soooo much.  Wanna bang you like a drum.”

Amy blows a kiss at the camera.  “Thanks, Heather.  I’ll take good care of... yeek!”  She gets pulled down out of the camera view.  A hand emerges back into view, thumbs up.

Heather goes back to the single feed.  “So.  Conditional glyphs are quite effective for setting up some fun scenarios.  They’re tricky to make, but once you have one, it’s easy to hook it up.  I don’t have the recipe worked out yet, but when I do I’ll post it for all of you to see.  Have fun!”

*** *** ***

After Heather finished editing the video, she posted it to the site and watched contentedly as the view numbers started to climb.  “There.  Good deed for the day done.  Now it’s panty time.”

“Not party time?” asked Moira from her cozy nest on Heather’s bed.

“Nope.  I need some downtime.”

Heather’s computer pinged for her attention.  The pings started getting faster.  “Um...”

Requests for glyphs were flying in, and the money on offer was every bit as spectacular as Jennifer had suggested.  “I guess we’re going to be busy for a bit.  Think I can talk you into taking some of these?”

“I don’t have enough power to make those glyphs,” protested Moira, but she hopped out of bed and padded over to give Heather a hug from behind.  She read over her lover’s shoulder.  “Oooh.  Big boobs I can do.  Man, that’s... that’s a lot of money.  How many requests are you getting?”

“Dozens.  And the video hasn’t been up very long.  I’m going to have to set up prices and some kind of queue.  This is nuts.”

“Milk it while you’ve got it, girl.  We’re not the only ones that can do this.  Just the highest rated.”

Heather giggled.  “Oh yeah!  The ratings site is seeing more action.  Four of our ‘pets’ have already posted five-star reviews.”

Over the course of the few days, the two managed to deal with the initial wave of breast expansion requests.  They streamlined their system to the point where they could get someone enhanced and happy with their new size in a single video chat.  Moira handled ones who just wanted a modest boost, handing a few of them off to Heather when the size was outside her power range.  Though as time went on, she found that her abilities were improving, rather than dwindling, as if exercising her magic strengthened it, rather than drawing on a fixed pool.

Heather was busy as well, handling the larger requests, and any that wanted extra glyphs or conditional changes.  Most were content with the ability to turn them on or off themselves, but the popularity of Amy and Bridget’s kiss video made that a frequent request.

They also came up with guidelines as to what level people needed to be in WitchyWays to get a boost, and how much self-service was possible.  Below about 12th level, suppressing glyphs wasn’t an option, so the size change would be fixed.  Many women didn’t mind, but most of those affected proved eager to work on levelling up to gain that option.

A smaller collection of men asked about the same service, and Heather helped them out without more than a little smirk.  They all seemed happy with their changes, and most especially the ability to change back and forth.  A few went as far as to get a glyph of the cat, so they could completely switch genders at will.

Once that particular service went up on the website, there was a spike of media interest, but the handful of video interviews had little effect on the flow of clients.  Heather found that testimonial videos on her own channel were far more effective, and many of her clients were gushingly eager to talk about their new toys, and show them off.

Heather’s father was very impressed by the income the two were creating, and gave suggestions as to how to track the cash flows.  He also made sure they set aside enough to cover the taxes they’d be owing, and helped start paperwork to set them up as a numbered company for tax purposes.

On the fourth day, he asked what Flint was doing to help with the project.  Heather and Moira stared at each other slack-jawed.  “Flint!”