A Prestigious Night (Prestigious Leblanc & Battle Bunny Riven TF)
It was a rather chilly October evening when Matthew
suddenly received a knock at the door - and the second he heard it he
immediately slipped his headphones off, leaped out of his chair and
raced downstairs to his front door, just barely remembering to grab his
phone as it lay next to laptop. Opening his front door, the young man
was too excited about his delivery that he didn't even notice the fact
that there was nobody walking away from his home or any kind of van
driving down the street. Grabbing the small cardboard box, Matthew
grunted a little as he lifted it up, spinning around on the spot and
closing the front door behind him with a simple kick of his foot.
Instantly
running back upstairs, Matthew reentered his bedroom and planted the
box onto his bed. Fishing out his phone, Matthew immediately began
thumbing the screen as he sent a message to his friend Nathan:
Matthew [19:45] - Hey dude, are you there?
Almost immediately his friend replied back:
Nathan [19:45] - Yup!
Nathan [19:46 ] - What is it?
Matthew [19:46] - I finally got the costume for tonight!
Nathan [19:46] - Oh, cool!
Nathan [19:47] - Is it that magician outfit?
Matthew - [19:47] It should be, gonna open it and check.
Matthew - [19:47] What about your costume?
Nathan is typing...
Seeing those three words for more than 5 seconds, Matthew shook his head slightly as the answer he expected came a couple seconds later: "Nope."
Ever since it had turned into the 1st of October, Matthew had been
talking non-stop to Nathan about what the two of them were going to on
that night, from either playing a bunch of horror games (or at least
watching people playing horror and laughing at their reactions), to
watching a bunch of scary/monster/halloween themed movies, or if they
were just going to play video games all evening as usual. Although he
wasn't exactly disappointed with the third option, Matthew still felt
like the two of them should at least doing something that was in
theme with the holiday; so he decided that the two of them could at
least wear some sort of costume - it didn't even have to anything
spooky. After spending most of the month thinking about getting either a
ghost costume or a wizard outfit, Matthew eventually decided to go for
something that was relatively similar to the second option; a magician's
attire. But instead of a pointy hat and a robe, this Halloween Matthew
was going to a wear a top hat and a long tuxedo-like suit - to try and
put the costume to some use, Matthew had been spending the past week or
so attempting to learn some simple tricks like the coin behind the ear
and a couple card ones.
Placing
his phone on his beside table, Matthew then turned and grabbed the box,
pulling it closer to him before starting to pick and peel at the
sellotape that held it shut. Once it popped open, Matthew immediately
yanked the two flaps apart before diving his hands inside - feeling a
soft and plasticky object inside, he immediately lifted it out and
smiled as he saw a black suit and a white shirt to go with it. Placing
the costume gently to the side of the box, Matthew stuck a hand in once
more to grab onto the tall top hat that came with it. Pulling it out,
Matthew dusted it off a little before placing it on top of his head and
glancing into his mirror to see how it looked... and what he saw made
his stomach drop: The hat looked fine in terms of design, but it was
more so the width that was the problem - it looked really tiny on his
head and didn't seem to really fit there so much as... well, sit
there on his scalp. Matthew quickly ignored his disappointment though;
just because the hat didn't work didn't mean he still couldn't use the
rest of the costume!
Quickly
heading downstairs to grab some scissors, Matthew then sliced open the
package and pulled the costume out, immediately grabbing the coat and
swinging it on and over his body. As he started to adjust the coat, he
soon found himself being faced with another problem as the part of the
sleeves that met his armpits felt uncomfortably tight, especially when
he did the simple action of just having them rest against his sides.
Groaning and frowning, Matthew pouted as he then decided to just dump
the contents of the package out onto the bed - and gasped as he saw a
pair of black high heeled shoes drop out along with the rest of the
costume! Not only that, but as Matthew had a closer look he also noticed
that the white shirt to go with it was more of a white corset; what
should have been trousers were a pair of rather scantily sized shorts
and to go with them were some tight fishnet stockings! Grabbing the
actual wrapping, Matthew swiftly skimmed his eyes over it, only stopping
once they came across three words that caused his stomach to drop: Magician's Outfit (Woman).
"God
damnit," Matthew sighed sharply before dropping the flimsy wrapping
onto his bed... or at least, that's what he was aiming for, because the
material was light it simply drifted lazily onto the floor, causing
Matthew to clench his fists and snatch the wrapping, balling and
crunching it up and intending to just shove the thing into the bin in
the corner... but it was then that he notice a flash of white in the
corner of his eye. Looking back down, Matthew noticed there was a tiny,
thin strip of paper laying on the floor where the wrapping had been - it
reminded him of something out of a fortune cookie. Picking it up with
his other hand, Matthew flipped it over and read what was on it:
Having trouble with our costumes? All you have to do is read our magical motto below, and everything will sort itself out!
Matthew
scoffed as he read this - what the hell would reading a motto do to
solve the annoying and embarrassing situation that he was in? Shaking
his head, he decided to see what the supposedily "magical" motto said...
and what it did say was literally complete nonsense; not even seeming
to be any language Matthew had ever heard of before. But as his eyes
slowly moved across the strip, he couldn't help but feel this urge to
just say it anyway... afterall, it wasn't like anything was actually
going to happen if he did say it, and the fact that he was the only
person in the house meant that he wouldn't look like a complete idiot
for saying it out loud... Clearing his throat, Matthew read the motto
one more time before saying loudly:
"S..Sehtolc eht tif ot egnahc ll'uoy ,uoy evig ew sehtolc eht tif t'nac uoy fi!"
...And
as Matthew expected absolutely nothing happened, besides from an
awkward silence. Shrugging his shoulders, Matthew placed the strip in
his other hand along with the scrunched up ball of plastic before
heading over to the bin in the corner of his bedroom and simply dumping
it in there... and yet as the dull thud of the wrapping hitting
the bottom reached his ears, Matthew felt a shiver suddenly sprint up
his spine that caused him jolt up into an almost perfectly straight
posture. He didn't think much of it though as those sort of weird body
things just randomly happen... don't they? Relaxing slightly as he
walked back over to his bed, Matthew was completely unaware that his
posture had improved drastically and was now a perfect S shape that
naturally puffed out his flat rear and chest.
Standing
in front of his bed again, Matthew decided he would just put the
more... unfitting pieces of the costume back into the box and try to
find some clothing that he already had in his wardrobe that would make
for it. But as he grabbed the white gloves and was mere moments away
from letting them drop into the box... Matthew couldn't help but
hesitate - running his thumb across them, he realised just how soft and
silky the fabric was... these things were hardly the most feminine part
of the costume, so perhaps he'd still be able to wear them. Taking one,
Matthew then tried to slip it onto his other hand and immediately
encountered a problem: They were simply just a size or two too small to
actually fit! Usually he would've just given up and placed them back in
the box now, but Matthew felt that if he just tugged on the glove hard
enough, it would just give in and fit... and after a couple tries of
yanking the glove over his left hand, it finally slipped inside and
filled the glove perfectly. After checking to make sure the fabric
hadn't ripped anywhere, he then placed the other glove on his right hand
and was surprised to find that it simply fitted on seamlessly... again
unaware that his hands had become daintier over time to allow them to
fit; his fingers stretching ever so slightly to fill them out before the
nails getting coated in a shiny black polish that would've sparkled and
glistened were they in the light.
Staring
at his hands in the gloves, Matthew flexed them a couple times and
allowed a smirk to spread across his face as he wiggled the elongated
digits: There was something different about them now, something that
made them feel perfect for performing tricks, wrapping around long wands
or delving deep into hats, heh~ Looking down at his bed again, Matthew
grabbed the white corset and was about to place it in the box when he
found himself hesitating once again: Whilst it was obviously an
extremely feminine piece of clothing, there was a part of him that felt
like not wearing it would just feel wrong somehow, and he could always
just button up his coat to hide it in front of Nathan... As Matthew
thought about his best friend, he couldn't help but feel a bit warm
inside for some reason; a slight blush filling his cheeks as he imagined
wearing this around him, as if he'd feel good knowing that
Nathan would be staring at him in this when he went over to his house
later on... heh, and trying to sneak peeks whenever he thought he
wouldn't get caught~
Slipping
the coat off and placing it on his bed, Matthew pulled off his plain
blue top along with his grey vest, simply chucking them aside on the
floor before grabbing the corset and placing it on. Clasping it around
his torso, Matthew was glad that it was the front side that needed to be
done up - he'd never understood how women were able to just do their
bras one handed without even looking in the mirror and was glad he'd
never have to deal with such a problem thanks to the buttons on this
corset - once the last one was done, Matthew wheezed as he realised just
how tight and restrictive the corset was, especially around his waist.
For a moment he considered that it was just better to leave the corset
off, but as he tried to wiggle and adjust it he suddenly found that it
fit quite snugly as his waist pulled inwards, the midriff underneath it
filling out a little as the skin there became softer and creamier in
complexion - the only sign that Matthew had of this change was a slight
butterfly tingling warmth around his stomach, but he paid no attention
to it as he looked at the next item of clothing he felt like putting
on... the black, right looking "shorts".
Taking
off his plain grey trousers and lumping them on the bed, Matthew
stepped into the shorts and slowly pulled them up his legs, noticing
that they felt even softer and silkier than the gloves on his hands as
they stroked against his scrawny legs and thighs. It was only once he'd
got them up to his waist that Matthew realised just how tailored it was
to a woman's body, finding it to be even tighter than the corset had
been only a couple minutes or so ago; adjusting it didn't even seem to
help as it was so short, but before Matthew could even think about
taking it off, he felt a tightness suddenly wrap around the inside of
his hips as his pelvis started to slowly stretch out in contrast to the
change his waist had undergone before as they widened out and filled the
shorts with a pair of curvaceous and rather effeminate hourglass
figure. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Matthew sensed that
something was different about his body... but looking down at the shiny
black shorts, he simply assumed that was just some sort of weird
illusion caused by how sleek and form fitting they were, smiling a
little as he caught himself rubbing and sliding a hand against his
sides.
Bringing his
attention back to the costume on the bed, Matthew saw a thin white strip
laying just on the high heels - but unlike earlier, this was clearly not
made out of paper and he could tell it was the same fabric that his
gloves were fashioned out of. Deciding that it'd be a bit silly to not
complete the top half of his body before fully moving onto the rest of
it, Matthew carefully wrapped the strip around his neck before
effortlessly making a bow ribbon in an almost automatic and instinctive
way... after all, he had been practicing how to do it for some
time now, hadn't he? It'd taken so long for Halloween to come that
Matthew felt like he'd been doing it for years, but... shaking his head,
he then checked it make sure it was snug around his completely smooth
and slender neck, clearing his throat a little as he felt a brief bit of
dryness. Glancing once more at himself in the mirror, Matthew was glad
with how well it looked - there was something about how poofy it looked
that just made it frame his face, even though his jaw was a little bit
angular in some places.
Moving
on, Matthew now found himself eyeing the fishnet stockings; his heart
skipping a couple beats as he did so because unlike the corset he was
wearing, there wasn't anything he could do to cover this up from
Nathan... and yet, the thought of Nathan seeing him in such sexy looking
attire didn't disgust or embarrass him... in any it actually motivated
and spurned him on, the idea that his best friend would just melt upon
seeing his legs in those sexy fishnets caused his heart flutter even
more as a content warmth began to burn within his chest. Needing no more
self convincing, Matthew took the stockings and began to pull them up
his legs - the sensation of the silky soft material gliding against his
skin felt surprisingly sensual, a shiver running up Matthew's spine as
he watched it cover his limbs - as this happened the bristly forest of
hair melted away as it came into contact with the fishnets, leaving them
completely unblemished and as equally smooth. Once Matthew had finished
tugging up to his thighs, his skinny legs changed once more as they
filled out with flesh and became leaner, slimmer and in his thigh's
case, thicker and creamier. The feeling of his his legs just barely
brushing against each other as he stood there, along with the sensation
of the fishnets and shorts resting on his body proved to be a bit too
comfortable as a faint blush had spread across Matthew's face long with a
familiar firmness forming around his crotch, even if it was a tight
fit.
His breaths
getting a bit hotter and heavier, Matthew bit his lip as he stared at
the glossy black high heels: He couldn't, surely... not only just
because he'd never actually worn a pair of high heels before, but simply
because these were just so undeniably feminine... and yet as he stood
there, he found himself wanting to wear them for those precise reasons:
It was Halloween after all, so today would just be that one day
where he wears high heels because he could... and somehow, he felt that
if there was anyone who would judge him for wearing them, it'd be
Nathan: And he'd judge in favour of him needing to wear those heels more
often with how they emphasised his legs and propped out his ass - after
all, a magician as skillful as him always had to look presentable~! A
passionate heat shooting through his body, Matthew took the high heels
and placed them on the floor before immediately slipping a foot into
one, chuckling quietly as he saw that it was a perfect fit (and why
wouldn't it be~?), unaware that it was actually changing as it rested;
shifting and shrinking as the toenails were painted in the same polish
as his fingers.
Placing
his other foot in the remaining heel, Matthew then grabbed the top hat
and placed it onto his head... and the second it touched his scalp, a
warmth briefly pulsed all the way through his body to the very tips of
his toes before the rest of the changes started to kick in: His mop of
earth brown hair started to grow out down to his neck and pooling around
his collar bones due to the large red collar of the coat he was
wearing, before dyeing into a dark blue hue. His eyes were next to
change as they gained a thick, black eyeshadow and mascara that then
pointed downwards on his lower lid, causing them to really emphasise how
bright his irises were... irises that were now starting to lose their
own distinctive sky blue colour as a more brighter and magical
pink started to appear, filling them with a confident, cheerful and
somewhat flirty sheen as Matthew's eyebrows thinned out and darkened
into a pair of black, penciled in eyebrows. His nose then softened and
changed into a rounder and cuter button nose as his jawline finally
smoothed out its' rough angular edges as they shifted into a lighter,
girlier oval shape.
Matthew
felt a tiny tingling sensation build up around his lips and allowed
another sultry smirk to spread across his face as they started to
gradually fill out with soft spongy flesh that made them looked so plump
and kissable... a trait that was only accentuated by the dark, inky
black lipstick that appeared over them as Matthew couldn't help lick his
tongue against them, savouring the yummy blackcurrant flavour. There
was only one final cosmetic change left to occur as a pale foundation
powder started to melt across his face, causing Matthew's black makeup
and pink eyes to stand out even more than they already did. Looking at
his wonderful visage in the mirror, Matthew blew himself a kiss before
muttering "What a treat...~", either not noticing or not caring that his
voice sounded more husky and feminine than it should have.
Unfortunately
his self admiration didn't last long as a dull ache suddenly popped up
around his shoulders, his beautiful face creasing into a frown as
discomfort started to overtake the pleasure coursing through him. In an
almost instinctive manner, Matthew just simply rolled his shoulders -
and gasped as he heard a sharp, piercing crack sound pop out of
them, releasing a wave of pleasure from between the shoulder blades that
trickled down his spine - and rather surprisingly into his nipples,
making the gasp melt into a moan as Matthew's shoulders caved inwards to
fit in with his tight hourglass physique and leaving him with an
incredibly androgynous look from the face down; his arms also thickening
out and losing their stick-like proportions for a leanness that was
stored in his legs from years of death defying stunts and tricks - what
sort of magician was he if he didn't practice them himself?
And
now, to compliment his wonderfully wide hips, his tremendously tight
waist and his terrifically thick thighs, Matthew's rather regular rear
started to fill out with a similar pillowy tissue that was in his lips,
the only sign that he had that this was happening to him was a faint
tingling sensation building up around his ass, but otherwise he paid no
attention to it as it swelled out into a perfectly round bubble butt
that peeked out underneath his tight black shorts. Once it had finished
growing, Matthew immediately gave into the urge to stare at his ass in
the mirror, flipping his coat to the side and sliding a hand gently
against one big cheek and relishing at how jiggly yet perky it felt -
the scenario of him accidentally spilling a bunch of cards on the floor
in front of Nathan appeared in his mind, and as he pictured just
slooowly bending over to pick them all up, one by one... Matthew let out
a soft moan as he imaged feeling Nathan just taking in the eye candy in
front of him... But as erotically entertaining as that was, Matthew was
an entertainer first - and so in order to snap himself out of the
steamy thoughts floating about in his head, he slapped his cheek...
...And
in doing so started the next change that his body needed to undergo -
the very second his fingers touched his skin, it seemed to send an
almost electrical shock straight to Matthew's crotch, causing his
already hardened member to twitch against the already tight confines of
the shorts he was wearing as a warm tingling sensation built up around
it... and didn't leave. Suddenly a massive wave of pleasure surged
through his body that was so powerful it forced him to double over as a
sharp, lustful gasp came out of his mouth. Grabbing the side of his bed
so he didn't fall straight onto the floor, Matthew shuddered as he felt
that fantastically familiar firmness in his crotch... but after a couple
seconds passed, he couldn't help but feel a little bit dissatisfied
with it: It wasn't that it didn't feel great, but rather because Matthew
felt it could be even greater if it were... well, if it was something a
bit more magical~
Sliding his free hand down to his crotch, Matthew said "And for my n-next trick... I'll make this wand of mine disappeaaaAAAAAH~!" he cried out as his hand finally came into contact with his member, and the second it did another static shock shot out of his tips and straight down his length, disappearing once it had reached the base. A moment later and Matthew's manhood stiffened tightly... and then started to lose its length as it receded into his crotch - but unlike when it was flaccid, it was as if the actual muscle was pushing itself deeper and deeper into Matthew's body, pushing a path into the very center of his hips and forcing his two testicles to get pulled along with it - with a barely audible squelch, the two organs were absorbed into Matthew's body just as the tip of his manhood came to a stop and morphed into a clitoris, burying themselves a little bit further than his merging and melting shaft before they changed into a pair of ovaries.
"O-Oh
my....~!" was all Matthew could utter as a strange and exciting new
warmth blossomed around his abdomen - now that she had a womanhood,
there was no need for the substance that remained in what was once her
testicles... and there was only one exit to go out of. As an aching
emptiness built up around Matthew's newly formed womanhood, she found
herself instinctively rubbing two digits against her slit through the
silky fabric of her shorts, panting and moaning as more powerful sparks
jolted through her body... and straight into her nipples, causing them
to harden and point out rigidly. In her male form, this is all that
would have happened to them, but now Matthew could feel the same
tantalizing tinging sensation that had appeared in her ass earlier now
pool around her chest as they too started to billow out with the same
thick cushiony tissue and formed a pair of delightfully designed D-sized
breasts that comfortably filled out the space left in her corset.
Feeling
the weight dangling on her chest now, Matthew pushed herself upwards to
stare at her reflection once again - and what she saw was an absolute
stunner of a woman staring back at her~! From the exotic blue coloured
hair and her dazzling pink eyes to those perfectly plump lips, past
those very generously sized breasts that were pushed up and highlighted
just how round and perky they were - Matthew noticed that she was having
a really hard time pulling her eyes away from them, as if she'd never
actually had a proper look at them before... and then she smiled as she
knew there'd be one other person getting a proper look at them tonight
too~ Anyways, along with the sexy fishnets and the shiny black heels,
Matthew just knew she was ready for a performance... but as she stood
there, she began to realise that she needed a stage name of sorts - The Marvellous Matthew - no, The Magnificent Matthew?
Frowning now, the magician couldn't help but feel that something was
off with her name... like it needed to be something better, something
more spectacular... it was only once she'd placed the top hat and
noticed how comfortable it was as it rested on the top of her head that
something suddenly clicked in her mind: A name that was truly fitting
for a magician of her calibre, of her prestige-
And then someone knocked on the door.
----
Nathan had to admit that Matthew had been a little
bit too enthausiastic about Halloween this year - whilst the two of
them usually just had one go to the other's house and watch spooky
movies or just play some games together, this year he wanted to wear
costumes: Personally Nathan didn't really the see the point in doing
such a thing, even though he understood that was just getting that bit
more involved in the holiday... it's just that the two of them hadn't
got trick or treating since they were both twelve, and it wasn't like
they were the kind of people to head to the nearest pub or nightclub to
party... and neither were they really the type of people to even get
invited in the first place. Regardless, seeing how excited Matthew had
been only thirty or so minutes ago made Nathan feel a little bit guilty
about not ordering a costume of his own - if he had he'd have probably
gone for some WoW character or even someone from LoL, but there was
simply too little time now...
...And
so Nathan found himself briskly walking down the dark, quiet Halloween
street in a old tattered bedsheet he'd been meaning to throw out, two
jagged and wobbly looking circles that had been cut at the wrong spot,
meaning that it mostly fluttered off behind him in the gentle breeze as
the front half only went down to his knees, and although he was wearing a
pair of grey bottoms, the fact that it was now almost night-time in
October meant that Nathan didn't want to spend a minute longer outside.
Finally speeding down the drive of Matthew's house, the second Nathan
reached the front door he unleashed a barrage of rapid knocks on the
brown wooden door, peeking in through the diamond shaped piece of glass
and sighing as he realised it was made out of that fuzzy translucent
type and not pure normal glass - but after a couple moments, he was saw
that he saw and heard someone coming down the stairs and approaching the
door. Wanting to make up for the rather meh costume, Nathan cleared his
throat just as the door opened and said "Trick or truhhhh....?"
Nathan
had been expecting his best friend Matthew to have been standing there
in the doorframe wearing his costume... but instead his eyes were
looking at a woman who was wearing the most interesting costume he'd
ever seen in his life! The top half wasn't exactly too risque with the
plain black top hot and the tight fitting black jacket that had two
tailcoats which swished lightly in the gap between her long, luscious
legs that were wrapped tightly inside a pair of fishnet stockings that
went all the way down into a pair of black high heels that glistened in
the warm hallway light behind them... but the most eye-catching part of
this amazing woman in front of him were the two pink orbs staring
directly at him that seemed to shine with a playful glee - and as he
stared back into them, Nathan couldn't help but feel like they were
somehow familiar...
"So~?"
Nathan blinked. "Huh?"
"What do you think~?" the woman asked as she placed one hand on her hips and gestured down her body with the other.
"O-of your, umm...?"
The woman let out a loud, haughty laugh. "Of my costume~!"
Trying
his best not to peek at a certain couple parts of her body, Nathan's
eyes quickly darted over the stranger's form as a blush bloomed across
his face. "You look g-good!" he blurted out before quickly adding "Your
costume, that is... i-it looks really um, really uh... you know, really
fitting!"
"It is,
isn't it~?" she said sultrily before giving Nathan a wink. "Anyways, I
shan't keep you in the cold for a moment longer - not when there's a
show that needs perfoming~!" Before Nathan could ask the woman what she
meant, she'd spun around and walked down the hallway, the hard click clack of her heels echoing through the air as she went into Matthew's living room -
And
it was then that Nathan remembered: This was Matthew's house! Surely
his friend knew he'd be coming over tonight, so why didn't he answer the
door? And just who was this strange woman who'd answered it for him? It
wasn't like Matthew had any sisters, unless this was just a cousin of
his... either way, Nathan assumed everything would be explained shortly
and stepped inside, making sure to close the door behind him before
heading into the living room. The woman was standing in the very center,
underneath the small chandelier, leaning on nothing but air yet still
somehow managing to remain completely still. Noticing Nathan had come
in, the woman beamed a smile at him before saying; "Please sit down,
Nathan~" and gestured to the big red sofa in front of her. Curious and
confused, Nathan decided to listen to her and sit down before asking
anything.
"I'm sorry but... who are you? And where is Matth-"
"I am The Prestigious Leblanc~!"
the woman announced boldly before standing completely upright and
proudly placing her gloved hands on her hips. "Mistress of Magic,
Stunner of the stars, Deceiver of Dreams, Prankster of Perception... and
a pretty good stage magician if I do say so myself~" She chucked at the
last part before adding; "Your friend Matthew was excited to see you
tonight... but he decided that *I* was a much better person to give you a
performance you'll never forget~" Taking a couple steps towards Nathan,
Leblanc bent over and placed a hand over his shoulder - whilst Nathan
was trying to figure out what she was doing, he soon became aware that
her very buxom chest was right infront of him, so he immediately pulled
his eyes downward into his lap, where he noticed that Leblanc's other
hand was resting rather close up his thigh... and now that he was
noticing things, he realised that her soft, gentle breath was just ever
so slightly tickling his hair...
"Found it~!"
Nathan
flinched at Leblanc's shout being so close to him, but he was even more
confused by whatever it was that she had found... but now that she'd
moved backwards and he could get an actual proper look at her, Nathan
saw that she was holding something small and sparkly in her hands and
was skimming it across her fingers constantly. Leblanc then flicked it
up into the air and caught it in her palm before sticking her hand out
to reveal that it was a large golden coin of some sorts - but before he
could ask what type of coin it was or how she'd done it, Leblanc simply
closed and reopened her hand and the coin was gone.
"I
can do even better than that," She said smugly before suddenly slapping
her hands together tightly. A moment later she parted them to reveal
that a whole pack of cards had somehow materialised in between them - it
didn't take Nathan much to understand what this trick was going to be
about. "Go on, pick any card~" Nathan reached a hand out at Leblanc's
request and slowly hovered it over the pack for a couple seconds before
darting at one and placing it on his lap - he heard her huff a little at
this before she clapped her hands and made the pack disappear in a
flash.
"Now then..."
she murmured as she scratched her chin. "The card you currently have in
your hand is... the queen of of hearts~!" Nathan immediately checked his
card and widened his eyes as he saw that it was indeed the queen of
hearts... or at least, it was a more leblanc version of the classic
playing card decoration, with two Leblancs tilting her top hat as she
looked at Nathan with that same coy wink...
"No
offense, but these tricks aren't exactly, y'know..." Nathan immediately
regretted saying that as he saw that Leblanc's charming smile twisted
into a hurt, yet evidently irritated pout. Crossing her arms across her
chest, causing her breasts to push even closer together, Leblanc then
raised of her thin black eyebrows and said; "Want something a bit more
exciting, hmmm~? Very well, I can do that... but first, let me show you
something else: That card of yours isn't just the queen of hearts, it's
also the six of spades~!" she then snapped her fingers and looked
expectantly at Nathan, who then looked down at his card -
"What
the..." he muttered as he noticed that the card had actually changed -
now there were six Leblancs in the card who were each holding one red
spade icon in their palms. But before this could really sink in, Leblanc
then proclaimed that the card was a nine of diamonds.. and in front of
Nathan's very eyes, he saw the art of the Leblancs shift and twist as
three more of them appeared holding the red diamond icons, causing the
spades in the other six to melt together and sharpen into the same
pointed shape. "How did you - how is this even...?" was all Nathan could
say as he flipped the card back and forth, as if shaking it would
somehow cause it to change.
Leblanc simply chuckled and placed one hand on her hip. "It's magic,
silly~! The whole point is that you aren't supposed to know. But
anyways, time for the really fun part~!" she then snapped her fingers
once again, and Nathan yelped as the card resting his palm suddenly
changed into a white dove in the space of a blink - the bird immediately
cooed as it took off, frantically flying about the room and circling
Leblanc, who had taken off her hat and watching the dove intently -
suddenly she launched her hands into the air and the dove flew directly
into the top hat; Nathan expected it to just hit the inside and fall out
a little bit dazed, but instead it just seemingly disappeared inside
the hat... a hat that Leblanc was now holding in front of his face.
Raising an eyebrow, Nathan looked up at the magician. "You want me to get the dove back?"
Leblanc
chortled in response. "No dear, nothing that simple - you might
actually want to take off that... decent looking costume of yours for
this part of the show."
Silently
shrugging off the simple bedsheet he'd been wearing, Nathan then slowly
reached a hand forward and dived it straight into the top hat, finding
himself stunned that his fingertips didn't find themselves hitting a
firm yet silky base; instead still moving forward as if there were
endless amounts of space inside the hat.
"W-what am I looking for, exactly?"
"Just rummage around a bit," Leblanc said calmly. "Once you feel like you've found something that you like, just pull it out and show it to me~" Nodding, Nathan continued to search around the inside of the hat, his hands coming across some sort of flat plastic casing, what felt like the fluffy tip of a mic headset and a smooth yet obviously wooden object... but eventually, Nathan found his hand wrapping around something fluffy and light that didn't feel like a dove, so he pulled it out to reveal... a glossy black headband with floppy white bunny ears?
"Well
now, that is something *very* interesting...~" Leblanc said, her pink
eyes sparkling curiously. Nathan however, wasn't so keen as he stared
down at what he was fidgeting about between his hands.
"Isn't this more of an Easter thing than Halloween? Not to mention it's uh... a little bit girly for me."
Leblanc
scoffed at his suggestion. "It's just a headband, silly~ Besides, it's
Halloween: It's the perfect time to wear and be whatever you desire~"
There
was something in what the magician had just said that sounded oddly
familar to Nathan, like he'd heard someone say it before... and he
couldn't if it was because of that or the way Leblanc's sultry tone
seemed to twist around his mind... but he found himself slowly raising
the headband up towards his head, and the second it slid onto his scalp
he shuddered as a warm pulse shot down his spine and stopped at the very
tip of his toes.
"Excellent~!" Leblanc cheered, clapping her hands together. "You already look the part - and soon you'll look even better~!"
"W-what
are you talking about...?" Nathan asked as he felt a strange
lightheadedness swirl around his head, causing him to groan and rub his
forehead. As he sat there, he didn't know that his brown hair was
starting to grow out around his head and framing his face as it bleached
out into an ashen white colour and styled itself into a tight,
scrunched up ponytail. His equally brown eyes rusted into a more pumpkin
orange colour as his eyelashes curved outwards and became coated in a
dark mascara; a shiny pink lipstick applied itself to his lips as they
puffed out to look just as soft and as kissable as Leblanc's.
"Consider
that little little headband of yours to be a... heh, a tricky treat~"
Leblanc explained. "I know you were always so unenthusiastic about what I
had planned for tonight - that pitiful excuse for a costume is more
than enough of a sign - which is why I've decided to not only lift your
spirits, but..." A playful smirk then spread across Leblanc's face.
"Well, every stage magician needs a sexy, obedient assistant, don't
they~?"
"What do you
mean assista-AH!" Nathan shrieked as he realised that his voice no
longer had the usual low male pitch he'd lived with for most of his
life, and had now been replaced with a soft, high pitched and
unmistakably girly voice! Clutching a hand at his throat, Nathan gasped
as he felt how soft and smooth his neck was - it felt as if he'd never
had an addam's apple in the first place! A couple seconds later however,
Nathan realised that he couldn't keep his hand there for long as
something suddenly started to push up against it. Confused, Nathan moved
his hand; attempted to look down at himself and saw that a tight white
collar had formed out of the top part of his blue shirt and was wrapping
itself snugly around his neck, a tattered blue shred darkening to a
silky short tie. As this happened, Nathan shivered as he saw the fabric
on his shoulders start to split and unravel before the arms completely
seperated themselves from the chest, slinking down his scraggly arms and
shrinking down into a pair of cuffs; two small black buttons appearing
on each one before the fabric paled into the same firm white material
that made his collar.
"Wh-what...
what kind of costume is this?" Nathan asked, staring down at the cuffs
when a sparkle of black just above them caught his view - it was his
fingernails, which were now covered in the same starry black polish as
his mistress~! Nathan did a mental double take at this: How... how did
he know what colour Leblanc's nails were when she was wearing those cute
gloves of hers... a-and why the hell did he just refer to her as his
mistress?! Whilst that question wasn't answered by the next change, his
first one was as the soft cotton material suddenly pressed itself tight
against his skin before hardening and darkening into a velvety satin as
it began to curve over his nipples... The satin then found itself
meeting Nathan's plain grey bottoms, but as it touched the hem, it
didn't change that into black - instead a brown, taut leather began to
form a ring around Nathan's waist as a belt popped out and held the rest
of his trousers up with a cartoonish carrot shaped buckle. It didn't
have to do that for long however, as the lower part of Nathan's satin
corset melted out underneath the belt and made him take a sharp breath
as his crotch area tightened thanks to the satin teddy he was now
wearing.
"My my, you look rather stunning already~" Leblanc commented, her eyes clearly taking in every single change that was happening to Nathan, who found himself unable to look at the magician: A part of his mind was confused as to why he wasn't shouting at her to make it stop, or asking her how she knew how uninterested he'd been in wearing a costume, or why the hell he hadn't just up and left the house already?! But as he sat there not only just watching his clothes change, but also feeling the comfy satin against his now delicate skin... a part of him realised that he was enjoying what was happening to him: N-not in that way of course, b-but... the idea that Leblanc was using him to show off her magic was making him feel good - after all, was this really any different than those women that would willingly step into those boxes and get sawed in half, or step into those ring curtains and change clothes in a second? Looking at his hands once again and noticing how dainty and elegant they looked along with how leaner his arms were... Nathan chewed gently on his lower lip as he thought about how pretty he'd look on stage with this tight silky costume showing off all his curves to the audience - but of course no one was more spectacular in the spotlight than mistress Leblanc~
Of
course whilst Nathan didn't exactly have any curves to show off, this
little fault would be corrected soon as the pair of boxers underneath
his teddy started to thin out and fuse with what remained of his
trousers, which immediately lost their bagginess and clung tightly to
his legs before changing into a lacier material as they slunk underneath
his boots and formed a pair of dark tights. Finally his trainers
morphed and shrunk into a pair of dark magenta high heels, the loose
laces twirling around Nathan's legs as they became the thin silky straps
that held them onto his feet, the extra bit of height pushing him up
slightly.
"Well, you
finally found a fitting costume~!" Leblanc announced cheerfully before
placing her hands on her hips. "But now it's time for your body to fit
the costume~!" Before Nathan could even begin to wonder what his
mistress would have change first, his body answered for him by making
his hips flare out and stretch against the confines of the belt whilst
his waist tugged tightly inwards, instantly giving Nathan a hourglass
figure that almost rivaled Leblanc's. His bare shoulders shrunk next to
add to the more feminine frame he was gaining, followed by an odd dull
ache filling his legs as they elongated a little, making them look even
slimmer and slenderer than they already did before the muscle there
tightened and became just as tight and athletic as his arms, which made
them perfect for absolutely anything mistress Leblanc asked of her~
...Wait, her? There was a tiny part of Nathan's mind that seemed to bristle at this word, but it just made sense,
didn't it? After all, why else was his hair done up in a ponytail, or
why he was wearing such a cute yet sexy bunnysuit along with that
glittery black nail polish and the sweet taste of strawberry on his
lips... the only reason Nathan thought that he couldn't be a girl was
because he didn't have any-
"Ohhhhh~!"
he moaned loudly, doubling over as an intense heat boiled within his
chest and around his abdomen, the muscles there twitching and spasming
as the faint outline of a six pack wrote themselves there. Meanwhile,
the area around Nathan's nipples had started to enlarge out with warm
pillowy tissue - what were initially two small bumps poking out of
Nathan's chest quickly flourished into a pair of C sized breasts that
easily filled out the space left by the corset. Feeling the newly added
weight to his chest, Nathan couldn't help but poke and squish at his
boobs, giggling and cooing at how soft and bouncy they were~ As he
continued to play and grope his chest, Nathan didn't seem to notice that
the warmth had now popped up around his rear; after a couple seconds it
ballooned out into a big round ass, its firm and perky curves perfectly
accentuated inside the tights and shiny satin teddy.
"You're
quite the delicious bit of eye candy now, Riven~" said Leblanc, her
voice dripping with desire. It took Nathan a split second to realise
that she was talking to him - and then something in his mind clicked,
and it all made perfect sense: After all, if he was a girl, why would he
have such a boring male name? In the back of his mind, Nathan now
remembered the hundred of times hosts had announced that tonight's
magical performance would be by the "Prestigious Leblanc and her
Wondrous Assistant, Riven!" A blush blooming across his face, Riven
giggled and said "Thanks LB~! But uhm, as nice as my outfit is... i-it
feels a little bit too tight!"
Raising
an eyebrow, Leblanc quickly skimmed over her assistant's form for any
sign of... "Ahhh, silly me~" she sighed as her eyes finally came across
Riven's crotch and took note of the interesting protrusion pressing out
from underneath the tight satin. Chuckling as she stared at it, Leblanc
then said "Don't worry Riven, I'll adjust it for you~" before
approaching Riven once again. But this time she sat down on top of her,
placing her knees on each side of her assistant's legs before leaning
forwards and planting a kiss on her soft pink lips; the two of them
moaned in harmony as so many sensual sparks jolted through them that it
almost felt as if they were doing it for the first time - but that was
just silly as the two of them could remember all the countless times
they'd... perfected their routines~ As the two partners continued their
passionate embrace, Riven let out a muffled moan that vibrated through
Leblanc's mouth; the magician smiling as she heard how well she was
pleasing her bunny girl, especially as she felt the assistant's jawline
shrink and shift into a heartshape. Another moan came out of Riven's
lips as she felt one of Leblanc's hands slowly slide down his chest,
slipping over the belt and stopping at his crotch, where it simply
cupped snugly around it -
Riven
let out a loud but muffled shriek of bliss as a massive warmth exploded
inside his crotch and immediately shot deep into his body, his arms
immediately wrapping around Leblanc's neck and pulling her even closer
against him - he wasn't sure what was causing this white hot pleasure to
erupt inside of him, but fuck did he want more of it~! Wiggling
and squirming underneath his mistress, Riven could hardly think as the
warmth buried itself deep inside of his wide hips and was unaware that
the cause of all this bliss was because his manhood had withdrawn into
his body and morphed into a pair of ovaries; as his member became
enveloped in the newly formed folds, he broke the kiss and released a
series of ear piercing cries that went in time with the throbbing pulses
that wrecked through his shrinking shaft as it turned into a clitoris.
Although
this moment was unbelievably amazing for Riven, she couldn't help but
think that something was a bit off - as she rode the waves of her
orgasm, it felt like something wasn't coming along with each of those
wonderful waves that washed over her... but she didn't really pay too
much attention as she felt Leblanc's other hand rest on her ass before
giving it a good squeeze, eliciting a giggle from the bunny girl
as she felt her mistress's hand grope and knead. Of course whilst
Leblanc was loving Riven's rear, there was actually another reason as to
why her hand was back there - after all, didn't every bunny girl need a
tail~? Using the energy flowing through her assistant, the magician had
caused a small, round but rather adorably bunny tail to puff out of the
back of the leather belt Riven was wearing that rounded off her look,
as well as finally completing her transformation into the perfect stage
assistant.
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