Downtime between shows could be surprisingly hard to come by. When everything quieted down, and they finally seemed to have some time for themselves, something sprung up. Always.  A detail that needed a little extra looking after, a little thing that needed some fixing or polish to work without a hitch. It could be a part of the atrezzo, something with their costumes, or working out the kinks of the act. Timing, lighting, flare and pose… A never ending to-do list. Not that being on stage was something they disliked though! Money had to come from somewhere after all, and they were lucky they loved their job as much as they did.

So when they finally had some time for themselves, for good this time, it was quickly put to use. To have some rest, to get that thing constantly pushed back done, or merely to laze around. 

Each of them was free to spend that time the way they felt like it.

Their boss, Madame Magique, usually took the chance to answer some mails and calls, while making sure everything was in top shape and all would go perfect next time. Never mind that it didn’t exactly sound like resting or taking time off, even if she did so at half-steam, given they did that almost daily… but to each her own.

Phapare spent countless hours in front of the mirror. According to her, she was working on her appearance and new outfits, even if she was never taking off the one she always used.  But, to her credit, the ones they wore were her design. The occasional cocktail dresses, revealing corsets, and other suit-like outfits that tried to be a tiny bit more reserved. She always found a way to sneak her touch in them though… usually in the form of bows and revealing gaps. And Lulu certainly was not complaining, getting a fine view of her partner’s shapely and bubbly rear. 

Lulu was far more practical, taking the chance to get some good rest or laze around. Let the worries melt away, and enjoy the views while pretending she paid any attention to the scrolling on her phone. Working as a magician assistant was always a fantastic time, especially with such marvelous company. Time and again, her eyes went to her partner and lover’s posterior, a sight she couldn’t get enough of. Smooth and round, darkened just a bit by the tights of the outfit that reached the belly button. Even if it was out of sight, she smiled knowingly, her own outfit was identical, just in another colour.

Laying on the couch, Lulu watched the almond-eyed woman work on her two long twintails, making sure her long hair was flawlessly tied.  She would never tire of watching her. Ever. They were perfect foils. If Phapare was bottom heavy, she matched her with the top. If Lulu was flamboyant, her peers always brought measure and calm. She had to hold back a sigh of content. They were lucky. And yet, despite gobbling her up with her eyes, something caught the woman’s attention.

– I spy, with my little eye~

– Hm?

Still giving her braided twintails the finishing touches, Phapare did not turn around, rolling her eyes at Lulu’s singsong tone. Following the gaze on the reflection, her body tensed at the sight. An object she- both of them knew well, all too well. A simple and small black wand, with white ends, its polish making it gleam a bit under the lights rested on the white vanity. Somehow, even though it was right next to her, she had missed it up until this moment.

– Lulu… – She said, her voice calm and almost motherly.

– Yes?

– Whatever you are thinking…

– Shh… – The busty woman said, standing from the couch and walking behind Phapare.- It’s just a bit of fun~

– Lulu, those are Madame’s. – Phapare gasped, feeling her partner press her body behind her, the immense bust feeling like a couple of beach balls on her back. A single finger went down her curves, all the way to her hip.- That’s cheating.

– And you love it all the same. – The blonde whispered in the brunette’s ear.- Come on, cut loose just for a bit.

– What if Madame comes back?

– What of it? Just a little rehearsal~

Phapare shuddered at the blonde’s touch, seeing in the mirror how she rested her face on her shoulder. A playful and insistent smile, with the same set of purple lips on the cheek, but on the opposite one of hers. She couldn’t tell her no, no matter how hard she tried to resist, and her eyes constantly veered off to the wand next to them.

– Fine… – She sighed in defeat, smiling at the kiss the blonde delivered on her cheek.

– I knew you would warm up to the idea.

– What are you thinking of?

– Well… I have an idea I would like to try~

Lulu grabbed the wand and gave it a playful twirl. Smooth and polished, it felt light on her fingers. She turned her attention to Phapare, giving the woman a wide and toothy smile that made her stiffen a bit. The busty blonde took a tentative step towards her, and as much as she wanted to take a step back, the brunette remained in place.

– Lulu…

– Oh, come on. You know you love it!

– Yes, but Madame knows how to use those!

– So do we. – Lulu answered, only to receive a stare from her partner.- …fine, we barely know.

– All the more reason to put the wand down.

– Or to practice with it! 

– Lulu, that’s not the poi-

The blonde closed the distance with a step that was more like a small hop, pressing her generous bust against Phapare’s. The woman did not back down though, standing up to her even if Lulu had her completely beat in that category.

– Tell you what, anything goes wrong, you can pin the blame on me. -Lulu smiled, reassuringly.- Besides, do you recall when she turned you into marble? You looked so good and happy…

Even as a shade of red spread through her cheeks, Phapare did not answer. She was not wrong, no matter how much she wanted to blurt something to prove her wrong. But the feeling of her marble body, so beautiful and serene; the lights and air brushing against her marble surface, so smooth and sensitive… and the thoughts of the hands on her. The lightest touch, the faintest noise, made her shiver in pleasure, even the flash of the phone and the beeping of the photo being taken. She shook her head, but the redness on her cheeks would not let go.

– Gotcha. – Giggled the blonde.- Come on, it’s going to be fun.

– Lulu, I-

– Now, what could we start with… any ideas, Phapare?

The brunette said nothing, instead sighing in resignation. When her blonde partner decided something, the only one that could stop her was Madame Magique… and she was way keener on encouraging her.

– Nothing too drastic.

– Yes… yes. – Lulu said, her smile widening.- Start small, and then we work up from there.

Before the brunette could say anything else, the blonde tapped her outfit with the wand. Had she blinked, she would have missed her outfit vanishing entirely. Nothing fancy or dramatic. One moment she was clothed, the next she was not. The slight chill of the dressing room’s air made what little body hair she had stand up, her hands moving like resorts to her bust and crotch.

– Lulu!

– What? It will be much better this way!

– Those take a lot of work! I swear, if you have-

– Relax~ It’s in the wardrobe.

Never taking her glare off Lulu, Phapare closed the distance and swung the door open. Neatly tucked on a hanger, her whole outfit was there, not even the smallest hint of a wrinkle on it. The sigh that followed was one of defeat and relief.

– Oh, dear, you break my heart. – Said Lulu, twirling the wand once more.- You really thought I would have made it vanish~

– Lulu…

Spinning in place, Phapare whisked the wand away, tapping the blonde’s outfit in turn. One moment the outfit was on her, the next it hung next to its peer on the wardrobe.

– Now we are even.

– Ooh, so that’s how we are playing, hm?

– Seems only fair, no? – Said Phapare, puffing her chest. No chance she could match Lulu’s, but the challenge remained.

– Sweet. Then this is coming with me~ – Lulu said in a singsong tone.- Now, what to do…

Now it was the blonde who took the wand back, twirling in among her fingers once again as she stepped away. Pursing her lips, she looked at Phapare, from head to toe. And the brunette couldn’t help but stiffen a little, feeling how she was sized up and taken apart, bit by bit. And all the while, the twirling did not stop. Her lips widened into a knowing smile, one that only grew wider and wider, matching the mischievous look in her eyes.

– Oh, I know. – The blonde took a couple of steps towards Phapare, her bust bouncing freely.- I recall you saying grape candy being your favourite~

– What of it?

– Well… – Lulu said, leaning forward, her face close to Phapare’s, the wand twirling in her hand.- I’m in the mood for something sweet~

The wand tapped the brunette on the tip of her nose, making her go cross eyed eyed for a moment. She blinked, taking a hand to her nose. It felt… smooth, and hard. She rubbed her fingertips against it, sending a chill down her back, as a cracking noise rang in her ears. She closed her eyes, her fingertips following the transformation across her cheeks. It wasn’t unpleasant, at all, feeling familiar to when she had been petrified into marble. It was a tingling feeling, spreading from where Lulu had booped her with the wand. She trembled for a moment as the spell washed over there, almost like a wave at the beach, and then there was a pleasant calm. Firm and uniform.

She felt the transformation spread, hardening her form. It claimed her head, moving down her twin tails and her neck. It spread into her bosom, and down her body. Her tongue clacked in her mouth as she felt the change reach her hips. It already felt good and pleasant, but imagining her plump and shapely rear harden, becoming smooth and firm, while the same thing happened to her crotch… Mmm~ the flavour of grape candy shook her to her very core. She cocked her hips out of reflexes, hearing Lulu giggle as the transformation moved into her legs. Long and slender pillars of delectable candy.

The ringing in her ears stopped, remaining with her eyes closed for a moment before fluttering them open. The reflection couldn’t help but smile at the look. Smooth and perfectly sculpted purple candy, her lips parting as an equally transformed tongue gave them a brief lick.

– Mm… not bad.

– Not bad? – Smiled Lulu, having her spin around and look at the reflection.- I say that’s pretty amazing! And you are looking pretty sweet right now…

The sight of her rear, her purple candy rear made her smile. Smooth and polished, almost gleaming a bit in the light of the room. It looked so amazingly delectable… Lulu for her part gently held one of her twintails, amazing to behold on its own. Carefully braided, now it had been turned into an elaborate chain of candy, each piece intricately connected and entwined with the others. In fact, the blonde seemed completely enthralled by it, carefully touching it as she made her way to the end. She was so mesmerised, that she had forgotten the wand on the vanity, right next to Phapare.

– Well then, you know what this means, right, Lulu?

The blonde came back to her senses, blinking in confusion. A slightly nervous giggle came out of her, almost taking a step back as the wand now twirled in the candy woman’s fingers.

– Listen, maybe we should-

– Orange, was it?

The lightest nod betrayed the blonde, Phapare tapping her on the forehead with the wand. Her pupils shrunk for a moment, before the cracking noise came into the room once more. Lulu moved her hands to her bust, cupping her breast as the cracking filled her mind and ears. From her forehead, it spread down her mane and face, the orange hue overwhelming blonde hair and fair skin, leaving behind nothing but flawless and glossy orange candy. Her lips let out a breathless gasp as it moved past them, the tingling of the transformation always leaving her wanting more. Lucky her, it was barely reaching her shoulders.

She looked down, her bust eclipsing anything below, and as more and more of her transformed, the more her excitement grew, the fainter her heartbeat. Something she had come to notice over many transformations, but it only fuelled her arousal and joy.  Her breasts hardened before her eyes, under her very hands, becoming glossy candy melons. The urge to wrap her lips around one of her nipples was almost overpowering, but she managed to get a hold of herself. Still, the lightest rub on one of them was enough for her mouth to gasp breathlessly.

But the transformation did not wait, having moved past her bust. Down her curves, and past her hips. A new gasp came out of her as it moved past her crotch, almost like the first contact with cool water, but filling her with delightful flavour. And as it fully engulfed her legs and feet, the cracking in her ears died down, gradually. It was not completely silent though, as Lulu panted for air, even though she had no need.

– Does it have your approval? – Smiled Phapare, standing behind her.

The reflection touched her face, and then moved down her body, to her bust and her hips. Blank eyes looked back, but filled with arousal and satisfaction. So much so that she immediately got her hands on her breasts again, caressing them and gasping at her own touch.

– Well?

With a wide smile, Lulu spun around and brought Phapare into a deep kiss. Her hands reached for the purple candy ass the woman had, grabbing as much as she could. A muffled moan of surprise, and she could feel Phapare’s arms locking behind her, making sure she was pressed as hard as she could against her bust. With their lips locked, their tongues danced back and forth, in a clacking duet that mixed their flavours together. The sweetness of the grape, and the sweet and tangy taste of the orange.

The kiss was long and loving, closing their eyes as it kept going on and on. Without needing to breathe, there was no worry, as their hands slowly but surely started to move towards more intimate places. They fully savoured each other, and the mix of both of them. It filled them, bringing a warmth and pleasure that joined that of their bodies making contact. The gentle and playful touches fuelled that bliss, Phapare even flexing a leg behind her, having to squeeze even tighter together to balance.

Touches turned to teasing, their giggles muffled by their lips. But, eventually, they broke the kiss, both women standing in silence.

– Lovely~

The grape candy woman smiled at that. She leaned in a bit, eyes half-closed, ready for a second kiss; one that would be as long as the previous one, at minimum. One that would allow them to go further this time. And Lulu did not lag behind, slowly leaning forward and pursing her glossy orange lips.

– Leaving little old me out? I thought we were a team, girls.

Both women immediately tried to stand apart, entangled with the limbs of the other for a moment before facing the newcomer. A raven haired and fair skinned beauty, with an hourglass figure and matching bust and rear. Somehow they had missed the loud footsteps of her high-heels, and the top hat that now hung by the door. Door that she must have closed when waltzing in.

– Madame – Said Lulu, her tone serious- How… How long have you been there?

– Enough time, Lulu.

– We were… – The orange woman started.

– Practising. – Finished Phapare, making her peer have the smallest smile on her face.

– I saw. And you were quite eager, girls. -Said Madame Magique, her loud footsteps sending chills down their bodies as she approached the vanity and fetched her wand.- But next time…

She tapped the wand against her outfit, a white blouse and black frock coat that seemed unsure whether to cover or reveal, and in a moment it was gone. No more black and white outfit, no more netted panties, no more glossy black high-heels. Nothing. She gave them a sultry smile.

– …Don’t you start without me~

She closed the gap and pulled the two of them in a three way kiss. Their bodies wiggled and entangled, their arms trying to find ways around and placed to latch their hands to. Shapely rears or bountiful breasts, soft and squishy flesh or hard and glossy candy. It didn’t matter. Purple and orange faces collided with a soft clack, while three tongues desperately reached for one another, engaging in a teasing and loving back and forth. 

The warmth of Madame Magique’s body spread lightly to the candy women, while the magician couldn’t help but gasp for air as the two of them kissed and reached for her. They  were unrelenting, with no need for breathing while she still did. But it was well worth it as orange and grape flavours mixed in her mouth. Quite the delectable combination, and something they would have to do again in the future, this time with three different flavours from the beginning. Complementing or contrasting, didn’t matter. But for now, Madame had other plans.

– Mmm~ Delectable as you are, girls… – She managed to breathe among kisses and tongue twisting.- I’m in the mood for something else.

A light twirl and a fluid motion, she tapped the three of them with the wand in quick succession, setting the wand on the vanity with practiced ease. The three of them tensed, as a very pleasant tingling made itself known, accompanied by a cracking that was just as familiar. It wasn’t exactly as before though, this time it sounded richer, more discreet; a lower baritone rather than the previous higher pitch of rock candy. And their appearance soon made it manifest.

Phapare’s and Lulu’s gloss started to fade, as their bodies turned opaque and lost their colourful hue. No, rather than lose, it swapped it for something else. Far from reverting to their normal selves, they transformed. Phapare’s purple hue lightened, turning first to a lilac and then continuing to whiten, while Lulu’s orange darkened more and more, eventually turning into a brown that only continued to darken. And as they changed, so did their flavour. No more did they have that sweet fruity touch, but each did keep her own flare. Phapare’s changed the sweet grapes for a sweet and creamy flavour, while Lulu’s turned from sweet and tangy to sweet and intense.

They could easily tell what they were becoming, Madame Magique had quite the sweet tooth after all. 

And speaking off, the magician was no different. Her soft and warm body hardened like her assistants, turning her pale and fair skin and raven dark hair into a rich and warm light brown. Her gasps and panting slowly but surely faded away, replaced only by the clacks that their colliding bodies made. The rich and low cracking filled the room, coming from the three of them that changed and almost moved as one, the occasional caress, squeeze or pinch providing encouragement. They had managed to entangle themselves in a loving embrace, perfect to keep the kiss they shared going. As for her flavour, while it could be a bit milder compared to that of her assistants, she possessed a smoothness, a finesse, than neither did. As if she knew how to balance things between the three of them.

And as they kissed, with time, even cracking faded, but that did not stop the women, who kept kissing and teasing for some time. Why worry about stopping, since they were all now on equal grounds? Their lips tried their best to accommodate both lovers at once, constantly taking turns between one and the other if not able to. Their tongues twisted and licked, fully mixing flavours and each of their own delicate touch. All sweet, but also creamy, or intense, or smooth.

Eventually, they did stop, the magician disentangling herself from them with surprising ease, and looking into the mirror of the vanity. A beauty of milk chocolate smiled back, satisfied as she spun in place to admire her beauty. Her bountiful breasts and shapely rear, her long and lean limbs and her luscious lips. Even her short hair had hardened into a chocolate helmet of sorts. And at her side were her two assistants. Phapare, gorgeous white chocolate with a rear that would eagerly be licked and kissed; and Lulu, the woman practically bouncing with joy at the sight of her dark chocolate melons.

– There, all caught up.

Delectable as their reflection looked, the different hues of chocolate reflecting the light ever so slightly, the magician couldn’t help but feel like there was something missing. A final touch.

She glanced left and right, at the reflections of Phapare and Lulu. The white chocolate woman had turned around to catch the sight of her shapely rear, trying to maintain a semblance of decorum while caressing it. And her darker sweet peer was no different, bouncing ever so slightly in place, with a pleased smile as she watched her dark melons bounce.

Thus, the lightbulb turned on.

-  Hm… not quite.

– Oh~ – Lulu cooed.- What’s next?

The answer came not with words, but with a tap of the wand for each of them. The effects were immediately apparent, as they felt the magic ripple through them. Their ears seemed to grow more… amorphous, less defined. From being a delicately sculpted shape, it lost definition and shape, turning into a smooth bump that shrunk in size. Their hearing was odd, as if they were underwater, but it was a thing of a moment. As these bumps became smaller and smaller, other ones appeared.

On top of their perfectly sculpted hair, or rather through it, two stalks grew, long and lean. They widened and stretched, gaining definition and shape. Despite their firm and smooth appearance, their new sets of ears looked like they twitched and reacted at the sound, even if ever so slightly. Lulu was happy to demonstrate, carefully touching one of her bunny ears. Feeling it move a bit, she squealed in glee, bouncing at her own touch.

And while Lulu was fixed on her top, Phapare’s hands moved over her rear. Pursing her lips at her fingertips, she made her way to the end of her back. There, crowning her ass, was a round bunny tail, delicately sculpted and bombom-like in appearance. A light touch, and the white chocolate assistant gasped in delight.

The three of them turned and spun, getting a good look and showing off their new features. Long and lean ears twitched at the sound, even if it was just a bit, and identical as they might be, each had their own charm. While Madame Magique’s remained tall and almost motionless, almost regal compared to Phapare’s amazed twitching. As for Lulu… the woman practically vibrated in place, barely capable of keeping herself together.

– Now we are set.  – Smiled the magician, fully satisfied this time.- Let’s pick up where we left off, shall we?

– W-wait. – Stammered Phapare.- Here? Now?

– Don’t you dare say that~ – Said the magician in singsong tone. 

The magician strutted towards the couch, sitting on it and spreading her legs wide, motioning with a single finger to come closer. Phapare, feeling Lulu’s breasts against her back, could only go closer, followed by her very eager partner.

– The couch has more than one use, darling, and we have plenty of time until the next show. –She said, lips curling into a knowing and sultry smile.- Now, let’s start with the practice~