The house buzzed with activity as the guests arrived, and while the excitement was widespread among them, none was looking for the night more than Adelaide herself. As an apprentice to a couple of witches, she had promised them an unforgettable night, and she certainly planned on meeting their expectations.

The days leading to Halloween night had been surprisingly packed with work, as she put together all she would need for their little soirée. Comfortable accommodation and a place where they could cut loose, making sure there were plenty of drinks for the night, all of it packed in one neat package. And while it she had managed without breaking a sweat due to her enormous magical talent, getting things just right required time and dedication.

Smiling to herself, she glanced over her shoulder to see the guests that had arrived so far, all of them having done what she asked. Although she wasn’t quite sure that asking someone to dress up in Halloween counted at all. There were still a couple missing, but most had already arrived, and they looked fantastic in their costumes.

Claire in her Japanese courtesan outfit, escorted by Olivia the samurai and Ursula the ninja. Stephanie in her French aristocrat costume chatted with Julia, who was an Egyptian queen that she claimed was a mummy. Cecilia and Beatriz had come as a matching pair, or rather, a contrasting one, as the first dressed as an angel and the later as a demoness. Camille and Alessandra had instead gone for a similar look, both showing up as pirates.

And there she was, in a much more spartan outfit. In fact, she was somewhat ashamed, as she wore a simple classical toga and sandals as part of her Greek goddess outfit. It was much simpler, and she felt like she fell short when compared to other costumes her friends wore.

“Maybe I should have gone for the show magician outfit with the top hat…” Still, she shoved those thoughts aside when the doorbell chimed.

“You want me to go and see? Maybe it’s some kids.” Asked Stephanie.

“Nah, don’t worry.” She answered. “It’s probably Alison and Victoria.”

She reached for the door, two voices speaking to each other outside with a rather giddy tone. And the moment she opened, she was proved correct, as the last two guests stood before her. Alison and Victoria, dressed as belly-dancers in the exact same outfit, barring the colour.

“You two are lucky that it’s still somewhat warm.”

“You’re one to talk, Adelaide!” Said Alison. “Pretty skimpy yourself, aintcha?”

“What was that, kettle?”

“I said-”

“Can we come in already?” Cut Victoria “It is a bit chilly…”

“Of course, come in girls.”

She immediately let both of them in, closing the door behind them.

“How is the studying going, Adelaide?”

“Good enough, but I hope I get some practical sessions soon enough.” Adelaide admitted. “Magic is fascinating, and really fun, but the theory can be incredibly dense.”

“Sounds like it.” Said Alison. “Hang in there, girl.”

“Yeah, I’m sure your tutor will let you practice soon.” Sympathized Victoria.

“Maybe sooner than you think…” Thought the apprentice, following them to the living room. That was all of them, so she could get things going for the night.

“Be right back!”

As some of the women waved at her, she went looking for what she had been preparing. Still as she held it in her hands, she couldn’t help but eavesdrop on the conversation of her friends in the next room.

“You two talked about wearing matching costumes or something?” She heard Camille say.

“We did not!” Answered Victoria and Alison as one.

“Uh-huh…”

“And you’re one to talk!”

“Yeah, right back at ya, Camille!” Pitched in Victoria, helping Alison push back. “You talked with Alessandra to match?”

“We did!” Alessandra’s voice chirped happily. “I wasn’t sure what to pick, so I asked her.”

“And any proper pirate captain brings her first mate along.” Camille finished.

Alison and Victoria groaned, the rest of the group giggling while the two pirates high-fived. Adelaide smiled, holding the thing in her arms and inhaling and exhaling several times. She had planned for this, but the last-minute nerves would always come back, no matter how much she prepared mentally. Inhale, exhale, time and again as she steeled herself. With her confidence somewhat renewed, she walked back into the living room.

“Hey girls, sorry to keep you waiting. Anyway, Ta-da!”

All eyes set on her and what she had just left on the table that stood in the middle of the room. They went from curiosity to confusion, finally seeming to settle with expectation and excitement. There was still some explanation to do, but the first reaction was kind of positive.

“That’s… a very glossy pumpkin you have there, Lai.” Said Cecilia, the woman in angel costume leaning forward to take a closer look.

“Got some candy for us?”

“Not quite Bea, not quite.” She answered with a smile. “Or at least not yet.” She thought to herself.

“Huh, the top comes off?” Said Beatriz, the demoness opening the pumpkin box. “Looks like a dollhouse!”

“Pretty well equipped too.” Commented Cecilia. “Couches and poufs, the floor is all carpets… and the mirror in that wall is pretty big too.”

“Yup! And now that the stage is revealed, gather round.”

With Adelaide’s excitement being downright palpable, the group gathered around the box. The magician pointed her wand towards the ceiling, making a single and fluid circular movement above their heads, leaving behind a faint trail of golden sparkles. It would have been pretty to keep looking at, as it was rather mesmerizing, had the trail vanished into thin air shortly after as the whole group not noticed with the changes overcoming them.

Not realizing it, all of them held on to the table, as things suddenly felt different. There was a generalized feeling of dizziness overcoming them, as they started feeling lighter and even a bit light-headed while everything seemed to grow and enlarge. Not much, but the walls certainly seemed taller, while the lamp over their head started to seem like a small sun.

However, as some leaned backwards against the table, they finally realized that the room wasn’t becoming larger, but they were shrinking. In fact, it wasn’t just their size changing, but the lot of them were surrounded by some sort of mist or smoke, one that was pulled into the box on the table. Curious and confused looks all around, until all eyes landed on Adelaide, who only gave them a playful wink before she was pulled inside the box.

Her form seemed to flicker for a moment, turning into a light grey smoke silhouette before she was stretched and pulled inside. In a way it was as mesmerizing as the sparkles before, the light grey smoke following a clean arch as it landed inside. And just as before, after sharing a look, Cecilia and Beatriz leaned forward to peek inside. They were met with a miniaturized version of their friend and host, who waved at them with a playful smirk. And they both followed her inside, as their smoke forms were pulled in and crashed on the ground, only to reveal both of them in a puff. They were a bit dazed, but they were not displeased, or didn’t seem so.

“Not a bad opening…” She thought before looking up. “Come on girls! The show is about to start!”

More of their group were sucked into the box, each puff of smoke revealing a somewhat dazed woman, but it would not last, as they immediately warmed up to their surroundings. Still, as they kept arriving one after another, she wanted to make sure they were all comfortable.

“Well, this is far more comfortable than it first looked like.” Commented Claire sitting in one of the couches.

“Yup.” Said Olivia as both herself and Ursula sat next to her. “Maybe a bit too roomy even…”

Adelaide didn’t say a word, neither losing her smirk as all of her friends sat down, going over the list of guests to make sure everything had gone without a hitch.

“Three… six, seven… Julia makes nine… eleven.”

As all of them sat down, she stood up, standing before them and clearing her throat. She also inhaled deeply, steeling her own nerves and excitement while covering the mirror with a curtain. Still, after a moment of hesitation she left a small bit unveiled, catching a couple of smirks and arched eyebrows from Ursula and Olivia. Both were a year or two older than her, the seniors of their group, so they tended to act a bit more responsibly. Just a bit.

“My dearest friends and audience, thank you for accompanying me on this lovely night!” She proclaimed, doing her best theatrical gestures and earning a giggle or two. “For your troubles, I, apprentice magician Adelaide, will make sure this show is completely unforgettable for all of us!”

Light cheers and chuckles came from her audience, and even some shy applause. But she could see that curiosity was certainly present in their eyes. Time to have it turn into excitement and have some fun.

“However, a magic show is nothing if the magician doesn’t have some helpers. So, to kick off the show, I’m going to ask for one of you to volunteer!”

She would have loved an overly enthusiastic reaction, but what she got was the expected one. Somewhat nervous glances, eyes that avoided direct contact and a somewhat awkward silence. Understandable, given her specialization, but still she just needed a single volunteer to break the ice.

“Fine…” Julia stood up, letting out a sigh as she walked up to her. “We starting this, or what?”

“A big applause for our first volunteer for the night!”

The reaction was instantaneous, as the whole group cheered and clapped for their friend. Usually quiet and somewhat aloof, she had a heart bigger than she let on, and her actually taking the first step only reaffirmed that.

She was a beautiful woman, with fair skin and long and dark hair that fell behind her like an obsidian cascade. She had also been blessed with a lean and graceful figure, one that possessed natural beauty, and that she knew how to use to her benefit, as she had used her charm more than once to get her way. In hindsight, that was most likely the root of her arrogance… not that Adelaide could blame her.

She was dressed in a revealing Egyptian outfit, with a long white loincloth on her hips that covered her crotch and rear, while a golden collar went around her neck. The rest of her getup was… rather revealing, as it consisted of two wide straps of white and golden bandages that went from her loincloth around her body. It covered all of her intimates, yeah, but it left little to imagination.

“Lovely outfit Julia.”

“I know.” The brunette beamed. “So… what do you have in store for us, Miss apprentice?”

“Glad you asked! But I won’t explain, in fact, I’ll do better!”

Without any theatrics or further ado, Adelaide tapped the woman on top of her head. The whole room went silent, watching closely what happened to their friend, while the apprentice’s gesture caused Julia to blink twice. She opened her mouth to speak, or was about to, when a cracking sound broke the silence.

It was a dry sound, as if something had cracked or snapped, but far from being unsettling, it sounded strangely rich and fulfilling. And as it droned on, for some reason, the audience members felt their mouth water.

However, none were as invested as Julia herself, as she had seemingly frozen where she stood. Her back arched slightly backwards while her hands lightly touched her revealed hips, mouth open in a perfect “O” but without emitting even the slightest sound. And yet, the sound came from where she stood, or rather, from her.

The woman finally snapped back to life, panting heavily as she faced the mirror taking a hand to her face, her eyes fully focused on her reflection. She even ignored the second sound that came from her, a more plasticky one, as if a sheet of plastic was being crumpled and then extended.

The woman’s breathing became heavier, as her eyes were glued at the mirror. She would not openly admit it, but she had found the Egyptian costume a bit too… bland and predictable. Everyone knew that she would of course take the chance to show off, so she had added the bandages at the last minute, going from a mere Pharaoh to a regal mummy.

And yet, here she was, looking at the unveiled part of the mirror, paying equal attention at the cracking and at the crumpling sound. The bandages, that last minute addition, sneaked around her body, growing longer and longer as they spun around her. It was like watching a group of snakes move in perfect synchrony, moving around the curves of her figure as if they were a single being. And while doing so, they enveloped her in their shifting embrace.

The woman offered no opposition, apparently enthralled by the sight, and the same could be said for everyone except the magician, who watched with a smirk. The bandages enveloped her whole; her lean and long limbs, her toned figure, her head and hair. Julia even let out some small moans when the animated bandages covered her crotch and bust, maybe a bit too tightly, but she did not complain. Before the eyes of all, Julia stood standing, mummified by her own costume. And then she moaned again.

The sound that came from her mouth, even if slightly muffled, could only be described as sheer bliss; and the woman would have sunk to her knees if not for the bandages as the transformation fully consumed her.

The cracking intensified, her voice taking a distinct rich tone, an odd echo of sorts, but it was almost unnoticed by the audience, as their eyes were glued to Julia’s chest. Despite being behind her, as the woman was facing the mirror, they could see her breasts grow. It was constant, slow but steady, matching the cracking that came from her, but her rather modest bust inflated and grew to a bountiful pair of breasts; and the woman didn’t seem to care about appearance, as she moaned in bliss at the changes that rocked her body.

Despite her appearance, they could see her rear becoming bubblier than ever before, as Julia moaned and wiggled, trying to break free. And despite them started to show cracks and be torn apart, the bandages held strong, transforming the woman that had worn them to the meeting. But as Julia’s torment seemed to come to an end, they started to tore apart. A crack here, a torn part there, and their victim was finally able to break free. However, the bandages, or Adelaide, has still one final trick, as Julia spun around as the bandages turned into wrapper paper finally came undone.

Among a brief shower of wrapper paper, Julia was revealed to the audience and herself.

Every inch of her had turned into glossy and delectable chocolate. Her fair skin was now a glossy light brown, a colour that extended all over her. Her lips, her now blank eyes, her lean limbs and bigger bust, as well as her shapely ass. She ogled her own reflection, spinning around time and again to fully grasp the extent of the changes, this time of her own accord.

Her outfit, now made of the same flimsy wrapper paper, threatened to tear itself apart, and the chocolate woman didn’t seem to care, as she took the chance to fully cup her bigger breasts. She shivered at her own touch, using a good minute before finally recovering her composure and facing the floored audience.

“Ladies, please give a big applause to Julia, our delectable chocolate mummy!” Adelaide exclaimed.

Cheers and applause showered them both, as Julia took Adelaide’s hand and had the two of them bow at the audience, earning whoops and whistles.

“Please, tell me the boob job is permanent.” Julia whispered.

“Afraid not. But next time can be.” Adelaide whispered back.

“It better be… and thanks.”

As the two stood, Julia walked back to her place, her costume tearing itself apart while doing so, earning some cat calls and even a light caress on her shapely butt. And that alone was enough to have the woman freeze for a moment while gasping, quickly turning around to glare at Stephanie.

“Now” said Adelaide “any volunteers?”

“Steph is next.” Said Julia, earning a glare from the culprit. She sat down and crossed a leg over the other, giving Stephanie a wide smile while she maintained her façade. Her body was so very sensitive, and her own leg was enough to send shivers of pleasure down her body.

Having all eyes on her, Stephanie stood up. In many ways, she wasn’t all that different from Julia, as she would use her own charm to fend for herself. A bit shorter than the first volunteer, her long and lustrous mahogany mane was done to fit her noblewoman costume. Usually hanging free, it was now curls upon curls in a style that seemed overly complicated for a single night.

It went along swimmingly with the rest of her costume though, as it was befitting of her image of opulent nobility. The hairdo was accompanied by an elaborate single piece dress, covering her in a dark colour from the short sleeves at her elbows to the frills upon frills of her petticoat at her feet. And yet, it somehow managed to give her bust plenty of room for display, the trunk resembling more a sultry corset than a proper dress. Which only caused her bust to be that more noticeable, being as gifted as she was. And finally, her outfit was whole with the small mask she wore, the woman looking like she had come out of a venetian carnival or a similar event.

“How much time did she use to put…” Adelaide shook her head lightly, setting those thoughts aside. The show was just starting after all, and she wanted to focus on giving them the best.

“Before you start, one thing. You have to make me look as good as her, at least.” Said Stephanie as she pointed with a finger at Julia, who merely smirked.

“I’m no genie, but your wish is my command.”

The apprentice tapped the second woman, who immediately gasped, her hands clenching her dress as she felt the spell take hold. However, she very shortly mimicked Julia, facing her reflection and taking a hand to her face.

Her lips had taken a spongy brown sheen, as well as her tongue, as she discovered when she licked them. The colour was quickly spreading everywhere, spots of brown appearing here and there, lacking any sort of order that could hint where the next would make its grand entrance. Fair skin darkened into a brown shade, while her hair lightened somewhat to take a lighter brown colour.

However, it was not merely the colour that changed, as the texture seemed off too. Her hair seemed to become… light, so to say. A delicate and elaborated piece with incredible detail with that creamy texture. And it did not stop spreading, as each texture steadily expanded across her hair and into her mask, surrounding her eyes. But Stephanie’s eyes darted from one point of her form to another, unable to fully believe the transformation wave that consumed her.

Looking at Adelaide for a second, the apprentice merely gave her a toothy smile, as the transforming woman watched her body become spongy and brown, the costume changing to match her new form. In disbelief, she gave her dress a small tug, getting a small paper sound of it. However, the paper sound carried on, the woman’s face turning into a gleeful smile as she saw her already generous breasts grow.

Shooting a quick glance and Julia over her shoulder, she immediately cupped her own breasts, taking the chance to fully feel her new spongy orbs with her own hands. Her voice oozed as much passion as Julia’s had done previously, Stephanie beside herself as she playfully touched and caressed her new sweet and spongy body, giggling gleefully.

“Ooh… this is…”

Her words died in her mouth as she got closer to her mirror, raising her upper lip to reveal her teeth, her canines being way sharper now. She looked at Adelaide, who merely shrugged, never losing her smirk.

“The one night of the year the monsters can come out…” The apprentice said, as the vampiress stood before her and gave her a curtsy bow, careful to keep her dress as intact as possible.

“A round of applause for Stephanie!”

The newly transformed Stephanie and Adelaide, side by side, repeated the gesture at the audience, earning a new cheer from them. The mood was finally picking up, as the apprentice noticed that the apprehension and doubt had turned into excitement. And if their expressions were anything to go by, there would be no shortage of volunteers.

Stephanie made her way back, standing before Julia as she leaned forward, giving her a first-row seat to her slightly bigger bust. The chocolate mummy remained still for a moment, before using a single finger to pick a bit of the chocolate frosting Stephanie’s hair and mask had become, taking it to her mouth.

“Delicious.”

“Well, well. Glad to hear you approve.”

“Now come over here and let’s get you out of that silly dress.”

The cupcake vampire let out a surprised eek, as the mummy pulled her close and playfully started to navigate her spongy form as she took out Stephanie’s dress. The cupcake woman, for her part, took the chance to nib at the chocolate mummy’s neck, showering her with small pecks and making her purr in delight.

“Ah… Ahem.” Said Adelaide to get the spotlight back. “Any volunteers to follow?”

A chorus of volunteers answered back, the magician taking a moment to navigate her audience. Most of the remaining ladies had matching costumes, so having them transform in unison could be far more memorable than going one by one… but Claire could give her the follow-up she was looking for.

“Claire! Come on stage!”

Claire was met with cheers as she stood up, walking slowly and gracefully towards Adelaide, fully compromised with her Japanese courtesan costume… although it was little more than a kimono she had picked up. Or she thought it was a kimono, she probably had gotten it wrong though.

“I really should have gone with the show magician get up…”

Never losing her snowwoman façade, she pushed those thoughts aside as the magician took the hand that she offered her, fully buying into the theatrics before continuing the show.

“May I request something, oh powerful magician?”

“Sure thing.”

“Please have my two retainers go before me, to make sure their lady does not suffer any damage.”

Looking at Claire’s would-be retainers, Olivia and Ursula shared a look of mild surprise and amusement between each other before standing up. Although Adelaide wasn’t quite able to tell whether they stood up due to compromise, out of every other eye being on them, or because they wanted to. But the point remained, as both women now stood before her.

The two of them were gorgeous, tall and curvy. Both fair skinned, Olivia had a long and smooth straight cascade, now tied in a ponytail; while her partner sported smooth and straight short hair, combed to one side and covering one of her eyes. The two of them were dressed in rather revealing costumes, a kimono of sorts with plenty of windows for Olivia, and a tight bodysuit that only made her curves that more enticing for Ursula.

They were the buxom ladies of an already eye-catching group, and their outfits followed the trend set by Julia’s skimpy costume. Or maybe the noblewoman they served had a hand on it, given Claire’s own outfit. Claire herself had declared her costume as that of a Japanese noblewoman, but the overall consensus was a slightly different one. A very revealing vibrant red kimono that left plenty of room to display her luscious body, even more so than Olivia’s, had led the rest of the group to brand her costume a courtesan, leaving her specialty undisclosed.

“And I called out Alison and Victoria earlier… turns out they were right on the money.”

“You may proceed, oh, powerful magician. Make them… worthy of me.” Decreed Claire with as much grandiose she could muster, giving her a wink.

“As you command, my lady.”

Following Claire’s words, Adelaide wielded her wand again, tapping both Ursula and Olivia in the forehead, the cracking sound returning as it slowly filled the room in a crescendo. But, unlike the previous two volunteers, there was a distinct lack of changes for a solid minute if one left out the cracking sound. However, Claire didn’t seem to have noticed that both retainers remained almost completely still, Olivia closing her eyes as lips curled into as a smirk of satisfaction, while Ursula rubbed the spot where they had been tapped.

“Uh… you sure you casted the spell, Adelaide?” Said Claire. “Not that I doubt you or anything, just…”

“Yep, she did.” Olivia answered.

“Maybe you want to… I dunno, take a closer look?” Asked Ursula with a sultry tone.

Claire took her words to heart, closing the short distance and trying to find something, anything that could show that both Ursula and Olivia were transforming. She walked around them, somehow missing that her would-be samurai’s lips had turned into a glossy red while the ninja’s had taken a blue sheen with the same gloss.

One, two, even three times she circled around them trying to find any trace of transformation in their bodies, even throwing the occasional look at the more intimate parts of their figures. She tried to be discreet about it, but as the cracking got louder and both women shivered quietly in pleasure, she started focusing on their bodies, particularly in their bellies.

“That’s where the sound comes from. Then…” She moved an arm to touch Ursula’s body, her eyes fixed on her target.

By now, both the audience and Adelaide were floored that the woman had not noticed the changes. Was she so enthralled by the sight that she hadn’t noticed the spreading waves of transformation? Or was just playing dumb? Glossy sheens of red and blue were steadily consuming Olivia and Ursula, spreading from their trunks to their chest and legs, while small spots had appeared where the magician had tapped them.

“Hm… sounds promising, my lovely retainers.” Said Claire as she surrounded Ursula’s waist with an arm, sneaking her hand towards a glossy and shapely rear. “Now what if-”

“Pah, screw the act.” Said Olivia, opening her eyes, wild with lust. “You two, come here!”

“Wha-”

Playing along, Ursula pushed Claire backwards, the courtesan suddenly finding herself sandwiched between her would-be retainers. Ursula’s expanding bust threatened to swallow her whole, while Olivia’s own pair tried to do the same from behind. Her retainers ogled her smaller form with lusty eyes, as the changes they had tried to slow down hastened.

Their figures, lean and buxom, became more so, their sensuality enhanced as they grew a bit taller. Olivia’s body hardened into a glossy red as she grew two rounded horns in her forehead, while Ursula matched her with a glossy blue and a single horn. The hardening spread to their hair, solidifying and turning into the same material as their body. Two beautifully detailed and carved pieces, not that different from Julia’s own.

“O-oh my.” Stammered Claire, as the skimpy outfits of her captors struggled to keep them half-covered.

“Still all proper and lady-like, huh?” Smirked Olivia, as she snuck an arm around her mistress’ form.

“A-as nobility demands… Eek!”

“Uh-huh…” Smirked Ursula, her glossy lips and eyes enthralling Claire. “Let’s make you a bit… wilder.”

“Wilder…?”

“Hey, ‘Laide, if you mind?”

“Absolutely~”

Without warning and with a singsong tone, Adelaide tapped Claire’s hair with her wand, triggering the woman’s transformation. However, unlike Olivia’s and Ursula’s slow build-up, Claire was ravaged by a sudden torrent of energy. The woman’s body stiffened, slightly arching backwards, while her mouth opened in a silent moan. The blue candy woman took the chance to pull her in a passionate kiss, while the red one used her free hand to get a hold of Ursula’s rear and squish the three of them together, leaving Claire to squirm in pleasure between the two.

The courtesan’s changes were swift and much more visible. As her lips met and interlocked with Ursula’s, they took on a lovely purple gloss, which spread across her face and head in a wave that steadily rendered her form into candy. Where Adelaide had tapped her, her long hair came free, the dark mane shedding its natural colour and instead taking a vibrant pink as well as a lighter and web-like texture.

And from down below, Olivia’s hand took Claire’s rear, spreading the candy from down below. The three moved in an interlocked mess of limbs and movements, often tumbling into each other, as the red candy oni’s lips curled into a wide smile, her eyes fixed on Claire’s glossy ass. There seemed to be a small tuft of pink, all too similar to that her hair had turned into, and she just couldn’t help herself, using her free right hand to give it a good tug.

Claire was frozen in ecstasy for a moment, as Olivia allowed the tuft to bloom into a long, graceful and fluffy fox tail, the candy fluff still on top of her lover’s rear. She went in again, and again, and again, leaving a spasming Claire with four fluffy tails. However, a playful look she shared with Ursula went unnoticed by Claire, too enraptured in the pleasure that shook her body to notice.

Ursula and Olivia switched places, each standing on one side of Claire as it was now the red ogre that kissed her. Surrounding her back with an arm, she snuck it under the purple candy woman’s bust, while the other took turns between caressing or teasing her. And the blue oni meanwhile got to work, pulling one more tail each time, shaking their victim to her core each time she did. And again, and again, and again.

With each tail pulled, Claire transformed further and further, her figure impossible curvy, her bust obscenely big and her body incredibly sensitive. And the lust kept on building up, barely noticing the two pointy ears that emerged from her candy hair, twitching even at the slightest stimuli. As Olivia and Ursula shared a look, the two pulled one last time, Claire rocked to her very core and almost sinking to her knees as a result.

She was held up by her two loving retainers, as the three could finally gaze and delight themselves with the reflection of their forms. Ursula and Olivia, two sides of the same coin, now blue and red candy onis respectively. Tall, lean and statuesque buxom retainers to their mistress and lover, ready to get drunk on the sweetness of each other. And between them stood Claire, her body a delightful purple glossy shade while her hair and tails had become a lovely pink cotton candy. The personification of sensuality and arousal, having both ogres lean against her.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” She smiled, winking at Adelaide. “Let’s go, my darlings, others are patiently waiting their turn.”

They made their way back to a couch, every eye in the room glued to them, while discarding the tattered remnants of their costumes and sitting down next to Julia and Stephanie.

“What follows, dear Adelaide?” Said Claire with a sultry tone, giving her back the spotlight.

“I… uh… yeah. Right.” Stammered Adelaide, trying to focus. “Ah… any volunteers to follow?”

She was met with silence, those still untransformed whispering among each other, as the remaining were coupled together. Not that she could blame them though, as she herself was floored by what she had just done.

“How the hell am I going to top that off?!”

“Uh… can we be next?” Asked Cecilia somewhat shily.

“Of course!” Exclaimed Adelaide. “Please, a big applause for Cecilia and Beatriz!”

The mood got back up as the two women stood up, being showered with applause and even a cat call from Stephanie. Beatriz took a moment to turn around and blow a kiss at them, which got the two of them even more cheers. The demoness loved it, delighting in the attention, but her angel girlfriend was visibly blushing and hiding somewhat behind her.

“So, miss magician, what do you have reserved for us?” Asked Beatriz, as the brunette bristled with excitement.

“I might have something…” Adelaide said. “Any ideas on your end? Any requests?”

“You never asked us!” Julia exclaimed.

“Never heard you complain either.” Adelaide retorted.

“She has a point.” Stephanie chimed in.

“And whose side are you on?!”

“Hush now.” The cupcake vampire shut her chocolate lover with a kiss, the couple of undead snuggling against the other.

“So…”

“How about we leave it to you? Anything goes.” Said Beatriz, giving her a playful wink.

Adelaide took a moment to look at their costumes, a couple of a demoness and an angel. Perhaps it wasn’t about grandeur, but making it special. And poor Cecilia was already incandescent red by merely being in the spotlight. Without a word, she tapped them both on the head.

Unlike previous transformations, the changes that started to take over both women were calm and composed, a tender transformation that felt like it came from everywhere at once, despite washing over them like a gentle wave at the beach. Cecilia inhaled sharply, caught off-guard despite knowing full well what was to come, while Beatriz revelled in delight.

“Mmm… I could get used to this~” The woman in the demoness costume purred.

The angel was too dazed by the pleasure that was steadily rising within her, not knowing where to keep her hands and for how long, but she did keep track of the yellowish orange shade her body was taking, as well the next texture. It was… malleable? Maybe not the right word, but even in her state she could tell it was soft, not too different from her regular flesh and bone.

Meanwhile Beatriz hugged her form as she felt herself transform. She felt full of warmth, with a pleasurable feeling that was on a steady rise, her whole form becoming sexier. Or maybe it wasn’t, but she definitely felt that way. A lovely crimson hue was spreading over her, one that had an enticing gloss to it that she couldn’t help but caress. And what an idea it had been, as she shuddered at her own touch. She had a wide smile on her face, and everything was as fantastic as she had imagined, even the slight pressure on her head.

However, her eyes drifted away from her own form to Cecilia’s, the angel having taken a very enticing appearance. A yellowish orange shade, with a soft texture to it, as she had seen her poke and caress here and there. They weren’t bad looking at all, but she couldn’t help but feel somewhat overshadowed by those that had gone before them.

“I wonder…”

The idea that crossed her mind was proven correct the moment she cupped her breasts, Beatriz letting out a squeal of joy as she felt them grow in her own hands. More, She wanted more! Bigger! Rounder! Enough to stand her own ground. And it sure enough happened, breaking free from her outfit as the demoness’ giggles took on the tiniest hint of maniacal laughter. There was a small tug on her rear, and the pressure on her head had vanished, but she barely registered it.

“Bea… Bea, enough…”

The moment she heard Cecilia’s voice she snapped back to reality, finding herself in a crimson body, the gloss now covering her completely. Her breasts had grown to be a pair of enormous orbs, maybe a bit too big even, while she now had a demoness tail on her rear and a pair of horns coming across her changing hair.

“My, my… aren’t you shaping well~”

The demoness pressed the angel against her, who whimpered at her touch, causing the former to tone things down. She gave her a heartfelt and comforting hug, not wanting to pressure her further.

“Too much, Ceci?”

The angel said nothing, as she buried her face in her girlfriend’s long and vibrant wavy mane, one that cascaded behind her while some locks fell to her bust. Maybe she really had gone too far, despite knowing that Cecilia didn’t like that much drawing attention to her. She liked far better blending with the background and… what were these on her-

“Oooh~” Beatriz moaned, feeling a pair of lips kiss and lick her neck, only to take a tiny bit of her hair.

She immediately slightly pulled back Cecilia, who was munching something in her mouth, her costume having seen better days not long ago.

“Hm… I would say some sort of pumpkin candy. While candy apple is the main treat.” Said Cecilia with a sly grin, pushing her girlfriend’s bust against her now smaller one. “And these are pretty nice too…”

“Why you little… If I get the tits, you get the ass.”

So much for the shy girl, as she exploded in giggles and moans as Beatriz took her rear in her hands. Her soft candy body allowed Bea to do as she wished, and she would take the chance. Holding the angel against her, she caressed and massaged, making sure Cecilia’s buttocks were a beautifully round and peach shaped. And her girlfriend certainly didn’t seem to mind, as she was all giggles.

She wouldn’t go as far, eventually setting her down only to be embraced and kissed by her, the couple looking at themselves in the unveiled part of the mirror. Beatriz was the image of a succubus, having taken a glossy and delectable crimson shade befitting of a demoness. She even had a pair of horns and a slim tail she moved naturally. Her long mane, now light and sugary, cascaded behind and a bit around her like a blend of a cascade and a fur coat. But her most prominent feature was her new and enormous bust, her pride and joy for the night, as well as her girlfriend’s if her expression was anything to go by.

And Cecilia wasn’t any less eye-catching, her figure tall and lean. Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, and while her form wasn’t as sexualized as Beatriz’s, the moment she turned around revealed a very shapely rear. However, despite her yellowish orange colour and soft texture, her most eye-catching feature was, by far, the long and imposing wings she had gotten. Formerly a part of the costume, the fake wings lay on the floor, two regal and magnificent ones standing in their place. They twitched and reacted at stimuli, so-

“Think you can fly now?”

“I… don’t know?” Sheepishly asked Cecilia, looking at Adelaide.

“Afraid not. Only for decoration, but you can feel them without any problems!” Answered the apprentice.

“I hope” She left that last part in her mind, not to alarm the woman since it was her first time going so far with changes.

“Anyway, a big round of applause for Beatriz and Cecilia!”

Applauses, cheers and whoops showered the candy apple demoness and the candy corn fudge angel, the two of them blowing kisses as they sat back in a pouf, the demoness lovingly holding her couple.

“Turns out that Bea’s attitude IS contagious…” chuckled Adelaide in her mind. “Alright girls, who’s next?”

“That’s us!”

“Ladies, a round of cheers for captain Camille and her first mate, Alessandra!”

Both women took centre stage before Adelaide. It had started as a mere question, but here they were, standing together with different outfits that had the same motif. And it fit them rather well, given that both of them were quite apt at swimming. In fact, Adelaide knew exactly what to do with them, she had from the moment they had shown up.

“Ahoy, Lai.” Said Camille. “So, anything in mind for us?”

“Yep. In fact, you might want to sit or lie down.”

“Try to keep the standard, will you?” Teased Alessandra.

“Now, how about you work your magic on us?” Camille said, backing her first mate.

“Aye-aye, captain.”

Following as done previously she tapped them both, but instead of their heads of foreheads, Adelaide went for their waists. Two touches and the spells took hold of them as suddenly their legs felt weak. Maybe it wasn’t the right word, but the look they shared confirmed that it was the thought they shared. Before they fell face first to the floor, they sat down. Or at least Camille did, as Alessandra was slower and fell face first, although the carpets prevented any sort of damage.

It was a good thing that their costumes were somewhat revealing and, more importantly, that they left plenty of room for their legs. They both had a short skirt, and they also shared a pirate hat, but from there their outfits diverged. Camille wore a blouse with plenty of frills to rival Stephanie’s dress, as well as a long coat and tall leather boots. She also carried with her a toy cutlass, now set to the side. All in all, a rather spartan costume, that nonetheless went swimmingly with her curly and long dark hair and lean figure.

Alessandra was just as lean, but she kept her hair shorter, reaching shoulder length. And her costume leaned more into the typical pirate, with an eyepatch on her left eye, a single and a shirt that was way too tight. Her boots reached all the way up to her knees, while her legs were covered by some net stocking. Overall, it was way more suggestive than Camille’s but it mattered little, as they saw the transformation spread.

From their waists, the colour and texture of their bodies changed, washing over them like a wave. It advanced steadily, like a force of nature that could not and would not be stopped. And as it moved forward, it brought more pleasure for the would-be corsairs, who had to decide whether to give in, watch themselves change or try to balance both. And it was quite the sight to watch.

Their legs suddenly seemed… off. Way too bulky, not fitting their figure. And as the transformation washed over them, they became more so. Camille’s body became an alluring dark blue, taking on an opaque texture. However, as she discovered by her own hand, she was still soft. And it was nice to touch.

Setting her eyes on her first mate, Camille saw Alessandra’s butt cheeks inflate, becoming a bubbly rear as the woman was paralyzed in ecstasy. Having tried to sit, she was holding herself up with her arms, back arched and head thrown back. And she certainly had to feel good, as she bit her lower lip while closing her eyes, the captain watching how her butt became an aqua colour as her legs morphed and shifted, fusing into a single limb.

That took her eyes back to her, vision dazed by rising pleasure and what she was living through. Her legs had fused too, this new limb taking a stylized and lean shape, which immediately gave away the result.

“Sh-shame it’s only for the night…” She managed to say.

“Mmm… yeah.” Agreed Alessandra. “Still, pretty sure it would be illegal to swim like this…”

“You’re candy!” Someone called from the audience. “Not the best for swimming!”

The transformation had moved both downwards and upwards, but there was one particular point that suddenly started radiating pleasure. Camille couldn’t help but moan, as the pleasure suddenly picked up the pace, emanating from her crotch as she felt her most intimate area move to the front. Her legs had fused, becoming a long and graceful fish tail, her feet in the process of morphing into long and elegant fins. There were two smaller ones coming at her sides too!

But her attention went back to Alessandra. She had been lucky enough to sit down, her sensitive crotch safe and sound, but hers was pressed against the ground, keeping the woman frozen in place due to sheer pleasure. Her mouth was open wide, but she remained completely silent, even as her new shark lower body took on an aqua colour and a gummy texture.

As for her, she now sported a regal dark blue, along a delicious texture that was making its way to her chest. She smirked, throwing a knowing glance at the magician, who did her best to look innocent. But as she discarded her long coat and unbuttoned her blouse, she let her bust grow freely. It was something odd, but very pleasurable, as the feelings built up on her chest.

Each wave that washed over her met its end on her breasts, which seemed to be acting like a jetty of sorts. But each new tide came with more strength, leaving a lovely aftertaste behind, and with each her bust grew a bit. Time and again, and again. Until, eventually, it finally managed to surpass it, the change spreading into her upper body. It wouldn’t be long until all of her was claimed by these sweet waves.

Alessandra for her part had fallen again, her fall cushioned by her now bigger bust, and looked at her with a blissful smile. In fact, her captain wasn’t entirely sure she was registering things anymore as the aqua colour and gummy texture spread into her arms, turning her hands into webbed ones. Her shirt had torn itself apart, just like her skirt, as she now had a gummy shark fin in her back, and her teeth were becoming sharper.

Holding a hand of her own before her face, Camille smiled at her own webbed limb, playfully closing and opening her fingers. All of her was dark blue by now, the salty taffy texture having finally reached her head. She closed her eyes to fully savour the moment, as the delightful taste became part of her. And for the brief moment it lasted, it was glorious.

Alessandra was fully transformed too, all of her a gummy mermaid with a beautiful aqua colour and a slightly transparent texture. Her hair was now a single piece, although not as detailed as others. Not that she cared though, as she had the most satisfied smile on her face while she laid over her new bust, weak giggles coming out of her every now and then. Camille herself couldn’t help but have a good look at her shapely rear.

As for herself, Adelaide moved the curtain a bit to the side, allowing her to see herself. There she was a well-endowed marine beauty, with a long and graceful dolphin tail, her long and curly mane a delicate piece of sculpture that set her apart from her peer. She also had a dark blue colour to stand out, while having turned into salty taffy as she found out from licking her lips.

“So, did I deliver, Al?” Asked Adelaide, a tinge of smugness in her voice.

“He… hehe… do me… right here, right now…”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Said the apprentice while giving Camille a wink.

“Not much of a pirate anymore, I guess. Anyone can carry this sea princess out of the stage? As well as… my former first mate.”

“Olivia, Ursula, if you would be so kind~”

At Claire’s order, both onis moved the sirens to a pouf, lumping them together while leaving the tattered remains of their costumes behind, to return to the loving embrace of their mistress. As Alessandra was left in Camille’s care, Adelaide’s eyes turned to Victoria and Alison.

“Last to arrive, last to go through, eh?” Said Victoria.

“Makes sense, I guess.” Agreed Alison.

The two belly dancers made their way to Adelaide, who was eager to carry out what would be the final number of the night. The two of them were gorgeous, and their skimpy outfits only made them more so. Lean and curvy, with physiques they carefully had built to aspire to modelling; and the same could be said from their long and wavy brunette manes. In fact, had it not been because Victoria was a bit taller and Alison a bit better-endowed, they could have passed for twins. And the same applied to their outfits, the one difference being that one was black and the other red.

“So, Lai, did you have anything in mind?” Asked Alison as the two surrounded her.

“Because we might have a request~” said Victoria with a sultry tone.

“Really?” Said Adelaide, both curious and a bit wary. “And what would that be?”

“Quite simple, really.” Said Alison. “Why not make these two dancers be joined by our fantastic host?”

“Wait, you want me to transform too?”

“Well, duh.” Stated Victoria as a matter-of-fact. “No way we are letting you walk away unscathed.”

A chorus of agreement rose from the audience. And it was a tempting idea, a very tempting one, if she was to be honest with herself. She already had some ideas, both for the two of them as well as herself, and it could easily be combined…

“Let’s do it.” Said Adelaide, facing the audience. “My dearest audience, please a round of applause for our last volunteers for the night: Alison, Victoria and Adelaide!”

They were showered in applause, Victoria and Alison each taking one side of her as they bowed at the audience. She liked the whole showgirl thing, and maybe if she worked hard enough, she could convince her teachers about it. She knew that one of them would find the idea interesting at least…

Still, with a single motion, she tapped the three of them with the wand on their waists, making sure she got a good hold of her wand. It wasn’t necessary for her to cast spells and use magic, but it did help to channel it. All of this was shoved aside though, as Victoria and Alison lunged at each other, locking themselves in a passionate kiss. If Adelaide expected to simply enjoy the change, she was sorely mistaken as she was dragged along.

The three of them sunk to their knees as their legs felt weak and feeble. But neither of the belly dancers seemed to mind, as they locked their lips time and again, only letting go to gasp for breath. And Adelaide was caught between them, the Greek sorceress at the mercy of her would-be volunteers.

They were thirsty, with unquenchable lust as they dragged her into a vortex of pleasure and limbs. Had she slipped and somehow botched the spell? Or were these two just too turned on from the whole show? Not that it mattered, as that same lust started permeating her own thoughts. They were certainly skilled at what they were doing, and she would happily be at their mercy.

More. Faster. More. Pleasure. More.

Alison and Victoria were seemingly driven by sheer lust, something that surpassed all the previous volunteers, even the more overt ones. But among the kissing, the caresses and the advances of the duo, she was powerless. They didn’t seem to notice their legs shapeshifting and morphing, following the pattern set by Camille and Alessandra, only to deviate as they elongated and became slender and powerful tails.

If anything, this only further fuelled their lust, as their bodies changed not only shape, but colour and texture. Their long and slender lower bodies allowed them movement, while their transforming bodies only made them more sensitive to the pleasure that ravaged them and drove the couple. With no other choice, Adelaide joined fully, the three of them pushing back and forth as they coiled around themselves. A rubbery and sweet texture spread through them, carrying with it the addicting taste of the pleasure and the transformation.

They went faster and faster, giving all they had while the changes advanced like an unstoppable glacier. Three snakes that coiled around each other, each trying to come out on top, without seemingly any sort of care for the changes that only contributed to this showdown.

Each of them advanced and probed, taking advantage of the sensitivity of the transformation, only to be paralyzed by bliss and pushed back, the three of them engaged in a dance that could be likened to a tug-o-war of sorts. An odd one, for sure, but it had some vague similarity.

And in their dance, Alison took a glossy black colour, contrasting with what little of her outfit remained on her. Having shredded the baggy pants, the skimpy top did not last against Victoria’s lust, finally being casted aside and joining the veil somewhere on the carpeted floor. And the same was also true for Victoria, who was taking a glossy and vibrant red shade, different enough from that of Olivia and Beatriz.

As for Adelaide, her new form was far squishier and softer than that of her sudden lovers, as well as much more colourful. She didn’t have one but two on her, one giving was to the other eventually in an orderly fashion. Black, red, black, red… a combination that went on and on, acting as a marker or sorts to know where the wave had reached. And just like had happened with the mermaids, the transformation picked up the pace.

However, it was definitely different. While Camille’s change had been like a calm sea, Alessandra’s had been stormy weather. For the current trio, it was a typhoon unleashed, a whirlwind that threatened to tear anything and everything down. There was no subtlety, no nuance, only the rampage of the two snakes that danced around the other, with a third one caught in the crossfire.

The transformation consumed them, as did the pleasure. It spilled to every fibre and inch of their beings, leaving behind the delectable aftertaste and figure. Across their arms to their hands, crawling up their neck and into their heads. Their eyes became blank, their lips glossy and sweet, their faces perfect candy masks. And for Adelaide, her long hair was set free, parts of it banding together and fusing, becoming long and slender.

As the transformation came to an end, the pleasure subsided, finally. The three snake women were left exhausted, Victoria and Alison clinging to each other, the liquorice nagas too tired to do anything else while Adelaide simply leaned back and rubbed her eyes.

“Tha… that’s all, girls. Hope you enjoyed it.” Said Adelaide.

“You can bet your sweet ass we did, Lai…”

“I was talking to the audience, Alison. But happy to know.”

There was a stunned silence, as both participants and audience tried to fully process what they had just witnessed. Something that was only interrupted by the curious hissing of the gummy snakes that were Adelaide’s hair. Victoria even let go of Alison to take a closer look, one of them looking at her.

“Aw… aren’t you cute!” Said Victoria, and the snake seemed to approve, as it playfully licked her cheek. “What, no cheer for us? At least give Lai an applause!”

It started slowly, but she got it. From small and shy applauses to a thunderous rainstorm of them, accompanied by cheers and even the occasional cat call. And Adelaide couldn’t feel happier. She had this fuzzy warm feeling inside… but that could be the transformation aftertaste talking. She also felt a bit dizzy too, but the two nagas she had coiled her tail with held her up. In fact, the three of them had their tails interlocked, making a rather unorthodox couch.

The mood calmed down, as pretty much everyone had something to comment on the transformations of the rest. The beginning with Julia being followed by Stephanie, the current chocolate undead, to the wild ride that had been Claire, Olivia and Ursula’s Japanese themed transformations; going through the more intimate tone of Beatriz and Cecilia to the seafaring candy mermaids.

“Still” Said Julia “I thought Lai would go with a chocolate theme for you two?”

“Chocolate. For us?” Asked a confused Alessandra.

“Well, yeah. The chocolate coins, the pirate costumes…”

“Huh. Didn’t think about it.” Pitched in Adelaide, still covering her eyes.

“You doing alright?”

“Yeah, just… a bit dizzy. It will pass soon enough.” Explained the sorceress’ apprentice. “But thanks for asking.”

“Adelaide, question time.”

“Shoot, Claire.”

“Could we take some sort of photo or something?” Asked the kitsune, her idea receiving a choir of affirmations and favourable answers.

“Totally. That’s what the mirror was for.”

“You smart girl.”

“Huh. This might actually come in handy.” Said Victoria. “Everyone can pile up on us!”

“Gather round!”

They didn’t need to be told twice, as everyone moved or was moved to where the two nagas and the gorgon stood. It took some shifting and moving, making sure the mirror was fully unveiled and everyone was where they wanted or were comfortable enough. Claire with her two servants in the very centre, while Camille and Alessandra posed opposite places but with matching poses. Julia sat on her own, trying to look as regal as possible, while Stephanie decided to blow a sultry kiss at the mirror. Beatriz and Cecilia simply leaned against each other, while Alison and Victoria each snuck an arm around Adelaide’s waist.

“Alright, I’ll take two photos just in case!” Said Adelaide as she casted the spell and finally opened her eyes. “Say fre-”

The mirror glowed briefly once, and all movement and sound ceased, except for a cracking sound. It wasn’t exactly one, but many sounds that mixed and blended to become a choir, and was not to last long. Once it died down, there was silence. Not a voice, not the tiniest movement. Just another flash of light that captured the reflection.

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“Adelaide? Are you in there?”

“Maybe she’s not home?”

“The lights are on Ingrid; she has to be. Besides, didn’t she want to invite her friends?”

“Yeah, they are going to help her out with the practical side of her studies.” Said Ingrid. “Are you worried, Amelie?”

“A bit.” Amelie admitted. “She has a lot of talent and she works hard, but she can be a bit of a loose cannon.”

“And a bit clumsy too.” Added Ingrid. “Hey, Lai, we’re coming in!”

The door opened without resistance, the two women closing it behind them. Despite the lights being on, the silence was absolute and a bit unnerving. They called for Adelaide again, for anyone, but received no answer.

“You feel that, Ingrid?”

“Yep, magic.” The woman said. “Get some counter spells ready, just in case.”

Amelie brought out her wand, while Ingrid got a hold of one of her crystal balls, casting a counter spell on themselves. Something to keep themselves safe and sound, since it wouldn’t be the first time they found themselves in an accident. They quickly made a sweep through the house after that, going through the rooms to the backyard and the basement, finding no one.

“She’s not here.” Said Amelie.

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” Said Ingrid as she found a pumpkin shaped box on the table.

She approached it carefully, setting on a smaller table another, smaller, crystal ball. Something to keep tabs on what happened at their home when they were out.

“Can’t believe we didn’t think of this before!”

She opened the pumpkin box, taking a peek inside and discovering its contents. The moment she processed what she was seeing, her lips immediately drew the widest smile, giggling like a little girl.

“Amelie, darling, I found them.”

“Let me see… oh my god.” Amelie sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “This girl… let’s bring them out.”

The two magicians casted a spell, which went into the box and brought out a collection of tiny statuettes into the living room. Swiftly making room for them, they enlarged the figurines into their original size, making them full size statues. Saying they were a colourful crowd did not do them justice, in fact, it fell so very short. And Amelie and Ingrid couldn’t help but feel pride for their pupil. It was odd, sure, but nothing they ever did was orthodox.

“Adelaide, list-”

Amelie’s voice fell silent as the cracking made its grand entrance again. The two of them dressed up for Halloween, the one night when their costumes could be a bit more real, so where previously there had been two women dressed in very convincing zombie costumes, now stood two green rock candy statues.

The moment they had made eye contact with their transformed pupil, both women had frozen in place, their eyes turning into green orbs of rock candy. And from there it had engulfed them whole. It turned their heads into green solid candy, crawling down their bodies and leaving behind sweet treats and doing away with their soft and fleshy bodies.

Amelie’s long and wavy brunette hair and her fair skin all took the same emerald colour, leaving her frozen in mid-sentence as she transformed by accident. And Ingrid mimicked her, but with a slightly lighter shade of her own doing away with the blonde of her ponytail and locks and her fair skin.

And yet, the crawling transformation, as well as the cracking their hardening bodies emitted left a very pleasurable aftertaste in them. Almost enough to make up for them losing their mobility. Almost.

It was swift, the cracking vanishing as quickly as it had come, but the end result was one worthy of looking at. Adelaide’s whole group had petrified into rock candy statues, Victoria and Alison having turned into red and black rock candy respectively, while Adelaide combined both their colours. Right beneath them were Cecilia and Beatriz, a pair of yellowish orange and crimson statues leaning lovingly against the other.

The sides were marked by the two mermaids, aqua and dark blue, both Camille and Alessandra in matching poses. Julia and Stephanie, for their part, had hardened into chocolate statues, the former cupcake vampire blowing a kiss at the recently transformed women.

And in the centre stood Claire, her cotton candy tails fanned behind her and petrified into a pink rock candy that complemented both her purple body and her two servants. And before them were Amelie and Ingrid, both stunned and proud of the result, as well as part of it now.

“-en… oh, lovely.”

“Yep, lovely does cover it alright.” Said Ingrid. “Lovely figure you have as candy, darling.”

 “Not now Ingrid.”

“Fine…” Ingrid groaned. “Hey, Lai, real fine work! Seriously!”

“Yes, very impressive. And now…”

Amelie casted a new spell, the statues coming back to life and immediately collapsing in a pile of spasms as pleasure finally caught up to them. However, Adelaide quickly pulled herself up, although she couldn’t quite make herself presentable being as nude as she was.

“Hey mo- teach.” Said Adelaide shily.

“Adelaide, what have we told you time and again about counter spells?” Chastised Amelie.

“I know, I know. I just… forgot.”

“You forgot.” Repeated Amelie in disbelief, while Ingrid simply watched.

“Yeah…”

“You transformed yourself into a gorgon, a candy gorgon. Then got yourself and all your friends petrified by accident.” Her teacher explained. “What would have happened if we didn’t appear?”

“We get that it was an accident, we do.” Chimed in Ingrid. “But you have to focus more. You are good, Lai, and I mean it. But you are also pretty clumsy.”

Adelaide looked visibly deflated, even her snakes hissing the barest of minimums. But they wouldn’t humiliate her in front of her friends, and besides, the result was quite the achievement for an apprentice.

“But, setting that aside…” Amelie had to hold back a smirk as she watched her girl perk up. “Did you do all of this in a single go?”

“Yeah.” Their apprentice said, puffing up her chest a bit. “Right girls?”

A chorus of affirmations backed her, as the different couples and trios were steadily reformed.

“It’s very impressive, Adelaide.” Sentenced Amelie. “Very solid work.”

Both Ingrid and the apprentice groaned, but Amelie was happy with herself. The two of them started to make their way back to the entrance followed by Adelaide.

“I mean it, Adelaide. It’s amazing you managed to do that. You have a lot of talent, but we need to hone it.”

“Got it… and thanks, Mom.”

“You’re very welcome, dear.” Said Amelie as they shared a hug.

“What she said. Damn good show, Lai.” Corroborated Ingrid.

“You got it, Mom.” Thanked Adelaide as she hugged her too.

“And now, if you excuse us, we’re off.”

“Yup. Have fun for the night Lai!”

In a brief moment, the two women were out of the house, and on their way down the road. Maybe they could have some drinks to cool the lust that had infected them, or they could address it in a more… direct way.

“Hey, darling, aren’t we being hypocrites by rolling with her idea?” Said Ingrid. “The whole rock candy idea I mean.”

“We are her teachers, so no, we are not” Noted Amelie. “And besides, the lust will have caught up to them by now.”

“Yeah. Good thing you put that part on the spell, otherwise we might be back there.”

“A good way for her to learn the unintended effects of the spells.” Commented Amelie.

“She’s going to be very sore for the next few days…”

“Oh well, she was already feeling stiff.”

Ingrid groaned again, only to hug her wife as Amelie protested about the quality of her puns. They still had plenty of the night to enjoy themselves, and Adelaide certainly would do so herself. Whether she had first intended or not.