Now Hiring: Looner's Collection Pt. 3

Looner walked through the house, smiling and whistling a tune to himself. He wiggled his toes in his shoes, and they giggled back. 

“How you feeling down there, Lacey.” 

The clowny face on the front of the shoes smiled. “Great!” she said. 

A passing party goer, a young woman with a head of fiery red hair, stopped. “Did your shoes just say “great?” she asked. 

“I sure did. Name’s Lacey. I used to be a girl...and gosh I can’t even remember my old name.” the shoes squeaked. Looner sat down and smiled as he slid the shoes off his massive feet and placed them on the footstool in front of the chair. 

“Have a chat with her. She’s been busy all day, so she could use the company.” the clown said. 

“What happened to you?” she said. 

“Well, I was popping into this really neat store and I met Looner. I asked him how he got shoes for his big feet.” the shoes told the woman. She glanced at his feet which were indeed massive. 

“I didn’t know that the man was magic and when I leaned in for a closer look at his toes, I was doused with some sparkly dust and I turned into some sneakers for the dude. It was honestly the coolest thing ever.” 

“You are happy as a pair of shoes.” The girl asked. 

The shoes squeaked, and it looked like the smile on the toes was growing larger. 

“What is your name, girl?”  the footwear asked. 

“Melissa.” she said. 

“Well, Melissa. Why don’t you try it and see for yourself.” she said. “Looner!” 

“Say no more.” the clown said as he blew his dust towards the redhead, and she immediately felt odd. She sneezed and her whole faced seemed to stretch forward, her lips pulling forward. She reached out to grab at her face, which felt very snout like at the moment. Her whole head felt like it was changing as she rubbed her skin, which felt very leather like. She then felt her whole body jerk downward in a fluid motion. 

She felt super disoriented as she looked up and saw the smiling face of the clown staring down at her. He picked her up and placed her on the table next to the shoes named Lacey. He pulled a mirror from his overalls and placed it in front of her. She gazed into it and saw a large rubbery looking clown shoe, less sneaker and more silly prop. The front was wide and fanned out, and she saw her own blue eyes, cartoonishly enlarged, blinking back at her. The rest of her face was there too spread out into a big silly grin on the front of the shoe, teeth stretched across the front, glimmering in the light of the room. The shoe was colored in a red and white striped design after the ‘face” spreading to the heel

“Howdy, Melissa. How ya feeling?” asked the clown smiling down at her. 

“I’m a SHOE!” she said, her voice sounding fake and rubbery. “Turn me back!” she said, trying to move any sort of body part, but there was nothing. The shoe merely moved forward a bit. 

“Oh but you aren’t finished yet.” Looner said as he picked her up. 

“Put me down! This isn’t funny!” she said, wriggling. He grabbed her and began to tug, and she felt her entire being stretching then splitting in two. It wasn’t painful, it was just odd as she suddenly saw the world twice. 

In Looner’s hand were two identical shoes, the faces on the toe looking very confused. 

“I feel…” said one

“...so strange.” the other added. 

“Yeah, jumbles the mind a bit to be in two places, but it gets easier.” he said. He giggled as he set her down and slid his feet into the shoes and she felt her whole being filled up with the clown’s appendages, and she gasped, then let out a squeak. It felt better than anything she had ever experienced, almost sexual in nature. 

“Woahhhhhh” she said as the feet stretched her out even more, making her longer and wider than before, and she rolled her eyes back, letting out another loud squeak. 

“I think she likes it.” said Lacey. 

“I’ll see how she feels at the end of the party.” Looner said as he laced up the shoes tight and took his other pair and slid them into his overalls for safe keeping. He never gave up a pair of shoes. 

“Did...did I just see you turn a girl into sneakers?” said a voice from behind him. It was another guest, a female that looked to be about 28 years old, with a long mane of brown hair that hung to the small of her back. 

“I sure did, dearest party goer.”  he said as he looked her over. “Aren’t you a fetching creature.” 

She was wearing the tightest jeans he had ever seen, which outlined her hips and butt as well as her legs. She had a crop top shirt on, showing off lots of skin and cupping her large breasts in a suggestive manner. 

“I try.” she said. “That magic was...really cool.” she said. “I mean, I wouldn’t want to be shoes, but wow.” 

Looner chuckled and smirked as he looked at the girl. “Well then, l’il lady what WOULD you wanna be if you could get it?”

“I love to dance especially at parties like this, and there is this thing called twerking, which kind of requires more junk in the trunk then I got currently. If your magic could give me a big booty to dance off with, I think that’d be cool as hell.” 

“Hmmmmm. Junk in the trunk, you say.” Looner chuckled. He admired the girl and she wasn’t as lacking in the butt area as she probably thought she was, but no matter. He’d give her what she wanted, and then see where else he could take things. He reached into his overalls and found his toy ray gun. “Hold still, dear.” he said as he aimed it at her posterior. 

With a squeeze of the trigger a bright beam of light shot out and hit her right in the ass, causing it to jiggle then begin to swell. Her jeans were stretching as best they could as the flesh beneath them was enlarging at a swift pace. She reached back and grabbed at her butt, and gasped. “It’s working!” 

“Of course it is.” he said. He giggled to himself as the next part of her change began to unfold, her body’s height shifting downward. She wasn’t straight up shrinking like many of his prizes thus far, but she was getting shorter, which made her expanding butt look even wider. As she reduced in height, her pants slid off, hitting the ground, and her shirt hung low, hiding her butt for a moment, but soon it grew large enough to push it out of the way, her panties straining tight on the massive ass she now sported. Her legs shortened a bit, her legs getting thicker in the process, making her look even shorter as she filled out again. Her panties split and began to tear apart, while the shirt she was wearing slid off her shoulders, along with her bra, leaving her naked on the living room floor. She now sported a four foot wide ass with hips and thighs to match, but was about only three feet tall. Along with her body shrinking she seemed to have lost some of her breast size as well, leaving her on the small side of a B cup. 

“Holy moly, I got shorter.” she said. 

“We needed girth for your buttocks and your height filled in for it.” Looner said. “However, there are no BUTTS about it, you got booty to spare now.” 

She looked behind at her ass and gave her hips a sway, causing the big mass to wobble about. “Holy shit, this is great. I don’t even mind the shrinkage if I can rock this butt.” she said. 

“Well, let’s make things interesting.” he said. “Why don’t you let me go full clown on ya, and we’ll make you feel things  you ain’t never felt before.” 

“Hit me with what you got man.” she said, wiggling her ass at him. 

He grinned and aimed the gun at her again, firing it’s bright light and when it hit her, she started to float up in the air, her loose sneakers falling to the ground with a thud. “Woah” she said as she watched her skin turn a pinkish hue, her hair curling up into a tight afro colored orange. Her feet began to throb and tingle as they stretched forward and outward, getting longer and wider, the toes thickening up as they grew. She looked down and wiggled her pink toes which still had her purple polish glittering back at her. The sensations filling her were amazing, and she wanted more. She watched as her hands inflated in a similar manner, her ring and middle fingers merging into one thick digit as the rest of the fingers grew thicker to match. 

“This feels so good. Change me more, clown man.” she said as she floated, waving her hand in her sightline to take in the changes. 

“With pleasure, my dear.” he said as he adjusted knobs on the ray gun and the beam of light changed colors. Her nose began to expand and stretch out into a tube like shape, extending six inches out from her face. Her lips thickened up into bee stung perfection as they curled into a ruby red smile that stretched wider than she thought possible. Her ears wobbled as they exploded out, expanding to twice their original size, and her teeth stuck out in a comical way. 

“Wozer” she said as she lowered back to the ground. “I don’t know how this could get any better.” 

“Well, I have a thought.” Looner said. 

“What is that, dude?” she said. 

“Well, I am here at this party for a very specific reason, if I am being honest.” he stated. 

“Thrill me, sir.” she giggled with delight. 

“I have a collection, and it’s basically made of people I’ve transformed. I turn people into wacky clowns and shrink em’ and then I keep them. I know that’s a huge step, and you already got shorter, so you may not want to..” 

“Yo. That kinda sounds like fun. I’d belong to you?” she asked. 

“Yes, in a manner of speaking. I mean you’d still be you, but smaller and I’d take care of you.” he explained. 

“Well...I think I am in, dude. What do I have to do to join this collection?” 

“Well, that’s amazing, dudette! You simply have to…” he started as he sprinkled some dust on to her. “Shrink!” 

And that’s exactly what she began to do. Her whole body shot downward from her already diminutive stance, shrinking from three feet, to one foot, then down to six inches in seconds, finally stopping at a tiny two inches tall. As she shrunk she notices she had also become more compact, her ass swelling again, making her butt the biggest thing about her now. She looked around and saw that she was now standing inside one of her shoes, which just blew her mind. She laughed loudly at the absurdity of all of this. 

“There we go, Rumpy!” he said. 

“Rumpy?” 

“Well, I never did ask your name, but I imagine whatever it was, it no longer fits the new you, so I think Rumpy is a good fit.” 

“Yeah, it certainly is” she squeaked as his hand reached down and picked her up by the butt. 

“Biggest surface to grab onto.” he said, as the rest of her dangled in the air. It was thrilling, and then it got even better when he used his other hand to open his overalls and let go of her, sending her tumbling into his outfit. 

“Enjoy!” he said as she slipped into the fabric and found herself in a massive pocket inside of the clown’s pants. Inside were two other clowns. One was simply small, like Rumpy, and the other was small, but had feet almost as big as her body. 

“Welcome!” said the shrunken clown. “Woah, you got BACK!” she said. 

“Yeah, my name is Rumpy. Guess I am a part of the collection now.” 

“It’s a fun place to be. Footsie here was just offering to give me a boost in the foot region if you are interested.” she said. 

“Well, I got some big ones myself, but sure, I love these changes!” she giggled. She watched as Footsie giggled and put her feet up against the smaller girl's feet, and Rumpy watched as a glow began to emanate from them and passed into the smaller appendages, making them begin to swell up and out, like Rumpy’s had earlier. The sound of them growing was hilarious, like a stretching balloon almost. “Oh footsie, that’s amazing. Thank you!” she said when they were triple their original size. 

“Your turn?” Footsie, said. 

Rumpy giggled and put her feet out. “Go for it, big gal.” 

Back at the party, Looner was pleased with his work as he cleaned up the remains of Rumpy’s old outfit and looked around. “Well, another one added, and the party has just begun. This was a tremendous idea.”

He walked into the kitchen and saw a young man mixing himself a drink at the counter. 

“Ehem.” the clown said. 

“Oh hello. You must be that clown I heard is entertaining us for the evening. Odd choice, but hey, I can dig it.” 

“Yeah, I imagine you can. Say, what you making there?” Looner asked.

“Just a drink to get the night started off right.” he said. 

“I think I have something that will make that drink even better, but I need a little assistance, if you don’t mind?” 

“Alright, I guess. What can I do for you?” 

“Well, what’s your name, son?” Looner asked. 

“Alexander.” he said. “Alex for short.”

“Well, Alex. I need you to stand still...and think like a cherry.” he said as he blew dust into the young man’s face. 

“Think like a…” he started to say before the dust hit him and he sputtered and coughed. “What...what is this supposed to do.” 

“You will see.” 

The man felt so strange in that instant, like everything was dependent on him thinking like a cherry. But how does one think like a cherry. “Shit.” he muttered. 

“What is it, Alex?” Looner queried. 

“I don’t know how to think like a cherry. I am not a cherry.” 

“Ah, well, let’s fix that.” he said with a snap. “Turn into a cherry, Alex.” he added, using the same trick he had busted out on the man who invited him. 

Alex nodded and then felt his body rapidly shrink into his clothing. It was the fastest shrinking that Looner had seen, he barely watched it happen. Just one minute a full grown human, and the next, a pile of clothes. Looner reached in and plucked out a three inch man who had very red skin now. 

“Am I doing it right?” he asked, the powder making his mind desperate to please Looner’s request. 

“I think you are doing it perfect.” Looner added as the young man’s body began to swell into an orb shape, all of his manly attributes disappearing into the swelling form. Even his man parts vanished, leaving him flat. His arms and legs were absorbed into the growing flesh that was still getting redder and redder as the minutes passed. Soon his hands and feet were also swallowed up and his head was shrinking into the vast red flesh around it. 

“Woah, this feels great, Mr. Clown.” he said. 

“Always does.” he said as he pushed on the young man’s head and it sunk into the orb and disappeared, leaving no trace of a human except for his brown tuft of hair that was twisting into a red stem that stuck up from the top of the orb. The orb shrank a bit more and then wobbled as the flesh inside turned into a fruity filling that was perfect for the garnish of a cocktail. 

Looner took the orb, a perfect red cherry, and plopped it into the liquid sitting in the cocktail glass the young man had been preparing. “Perfect. You make the drink so much better.” he said, watching red bleed into the clear liquid. 

In Looner’s Pocket, Rumpy marveled at her newly grown feet. She had been fairly large to start with when Footsie started, but now she was about half the size of Footsie’s feet, and still growing. “Oh holy shit, this is good.” she said. All feet and ass, she thought. Stomping and wobbling would be her dance move from now on, and she was excited. She took her feet away from Footsie, and admired them. “I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship.” she giggled. 

TO BE CONTINUED (DUH)