Magic Trick Story 2: Being Motherly at Chucky E Cheese.

I can't believe I'm stuck here at this god awful place..." sighed Clyde as he watched a group of 5 year old's run past him to The Maze. "Going to Chuck E. Cheeses with friends to play games with my friends is one thing, but I'm stuck here waiting for my friends to show up..."

Clyde looked over at the stage and saw a bunch of kids surrounding a table with balloons. 
"Must be another stupid birthday party.." he thought as he got up to get some tokens. Clyde decided to play a few rounds of Skee-Ball to get his mind off of these kids.

"Excuse me...do you have change for a five?" asked this girl who walked up.
"Uhh...yeah..." replied Clyde as he looked over and saw a young looking mother who couldn't be older then 24.

He gave her the five 1 dollar bills and he continued to play. As for the mother she just watched him and felt bad that he was all alone. She got the tokens and went back to the table to give some kids the coins.

"They should be here by now..." he said as he took a look at the clock. "If there not here in the next 10 minutes then I am totally leaving...".

Time seemed to fly and his buddies finally decided to show up.
"Chris and Kelly bout time you get here... I was just about ready to leave." Clyde sighed as he took a glance back at the party going on, his gaze meeting the mom's.
"Sorry we kind of got caught up in traffic..." replied Kelly.

The mother of the birthday girl walked to their table and looked at Clyde.
"Hi...umm...may I speak to you...?" she asked as she pointed to Clyde.
"Sure...?" he replied as he excused himself from the table and walked with her.

"So what do you want?" he asked as he felt a bit uneasy.
"Oh nothing its just that your gonna take over my job in a few seconds..." she replied with a slight smile.
"Uhh...?" he said as he noticed his voice start to sound like hers. 

As for the mother she started to lose height and shrink. Her features matching that of a 5 year old girl. Clyde's hair turned a nice shade of brown and grew to his shoulders as he watched his face meld and change to the mothers.

"Wh-whats...going on...?" he asked staring at himself in shock.
"Your going to be my mommy" giggled the little girl.

Clyde was unable to say a word as he looked down to watch his chest change. Little bumps formed but soon grew out to form two good sized D-Cups There was something a bit odd about them which when he put his new alienated hands up to them he found out why. After giving them a good squeeze he heard a sound as if there was something in them.

"This isn't right I have breast milk...?" he asked only to be looking at a little baby girl on the floor. The rest of the changes soon followed, he lost his manhood which was immediately replaced by womanhood. Along with his hips and ass expanding into a hot feminine form. Last to follow was his legs and feet shrinking.

"How did this happen...?" she asked as she picked up the fussing baby. She walked over to her friends carrying the baby girl and they just stared at her. Her clothes luckily changed before she walked over giving her that motherly appearance.

"Who are you...?" asked Kelly.
"I-its me...Clyde..." she replied. "Well I guess you can call me Kristy now...".
"Yeah right and I'm the next mother of America" joked Chris till he felt a weird sensation through out his body. 

Kelly immediately shrunk to an adorable baby girl form while Chris turned into her mother. She went by Chrissy afterward and picked up her baby girl. 

"Aww our baby girls are getting sleepy" giggled Chrissy as she gently rocked Kelly.
"Yeah...I'll go let Nancy know that we are gonna take off" replied Kristy as she walked off.

They both lived happy lives taking care of their baby girls, not remembering what had taken place that day. It didn't matter to them anyways, they were happy as any mother should be.

The End...
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Magic Trish story 2: THE TOY!!!!

Ben was home alone when he found the toy. He had no idea what it was, but he found it while rummaging through his parents’ closet looking for the 3DS his parents had taken away from him. It looked like a pink egg with a cord at the bottom that connected it to a remote with a dial on it. He took it into the living room and sat on the couch before he began to fiddle with it. He flicked a switch on the remote and felt the egg suddenly start vibrating. He stared at it for a bit before turning it off. “What a boring toy,” he thought to himself. Just as he was about to stand up and put it back where he found it, he felt a slight shock come from the remote and course through his body. His entire body quickly began to tingle and heat up before starting to grow. His shoulders widened while his spine extended, making his Star Wars t-shirt tighten and lift high enough to expose his midriff. He looked down at his body in shock as it continued to grow. His legs thickened and grew longer, causing his pants to grow tight. In an effort to keep them from tearing, he tore his pants off and kicked them away. He stared at his legs as they grew smooth and feminine, indicating to him that he wasn’t growing up into an adult man. 
He felt another rush of energy hit his butt as it too began to expand. His inflating asscheeks swallowed up his tiny boxers, putting more pressure on his groin. Before he could even reach for his underwear, his boxers transformed into a pair of tight fitting white panties. He moaned as the new panties forced his prepubescent member into his body, squirming at the sensation of his reproductive organs moving around and becoming active. A flood of horniness washed over him as he shot through puberty, and by the time his groin had finished transforming all that was left was a moistening clit underneath his panties. He immediately wanted to touch his new sex, but the sight of his family portrait in the living room snapped him back to reality. He stood up, now at least a foot and a half taller than he was previously. He wanted to run to the phone to call his parents, but before he could move he felt his hips burst outwards to childbearing proportions. He ran his mature feminine hands over his new curves, confirming that he wasn’t dreaming. Another jolt came from his chest, and he lifted his shirt just in time to see his nipples growing larger. He gently touched one out of curiosity and moaned as it sent alien pleasures coursing through his rapidly maturing body. The wave of pleasure caused an image of his father to pop into his mind, and it was then that Ben realized exactly what was happening. 
He screamed in terror at the thought of becoming his mother, but the scream quickly devolved into a groan of pleasure as his chest began to push outwards. Two mounds of flesh pushed their way out from behind his nipples, and as he groped one another image flashed into his mind. This time, the image was of a baby suckling on one of her tits. Ben forced the image out of his head and tried his best not to think about it, but the thought of his new nipples being teased only made him more aroused. He glanced at the family portrait again, this time noticing how toned his mother’s arms were. He looked back at his own changing arms as an attractive layer of muscle formed under his skin. He had more thoughts of going to the gym and going on a diet in order to look more attractive for his father. He desperately tried to think of something else, but the only thing he was able to conjure in his mind was an image of his father caressing his ass. The thoughts he was having caused his new pussy to throb uncontrollably, and eventually he couldn’t ignore it anymore. He looked at the toy sitting on the couch and immediately knew that it was a vibrator. More importantly, he knew that it was his vibrator. He didn’t want to give in, but his new desires wouldn’t let him think of anything else. He picked it up, flicked it on, and gently pressed the vibrating portion to his dripping pussy. 
He laid back on the couch as more alien pleasures wracked his body. He wanted to stop, but it felt too good, and he couldn’t help but see this through to the climax. As he convulsed on the couch, memories of sex flooded his mind. Much to his disdain, knowledge of how to please his father came to the forefront of his mind. He suddenly knew how to give a blowjob, and knew exactly how good it felt for his father’s facial hair to tickle her clit. As he edged closer and closer to his first orgasm, he couldn’t help but picture his father throwing him on the bed and thrusting his cock into him. His hand instinctively crept up to his chest and began to massage one of his breasts, increasing the pleasure and causing him to lose himself even further in masturbation. He felt his hair tumble down to his shoulders as his face cracked and shifted, leaving him with his own mother’s beautiful face. His checks grew flush as his face contorted into a look of ecstasy. He began to sweat as the vibrating grew more intense. He closed his eyes and moaned as his mother’s name began to replace his in his own mind. 
“I *huff* am *huff* Ben…” he spoke between gasps. “I- I am not my mothe- ohhhh fuuuckkk!” He screamed as an orgasm exploded through his body. He felt his panties soaking the juices flowing from his pussy as the stench of sex filled the room. He had never felt pleasure like this before, and the intensity of it cause his mind to morph. Memories of meeting his best friend in kindergarten transformed into memories of meeting her husband in college. Thoughts of playing video games became thoughts of watching movies with her husband on the very couch she just came all over. His dream of getting a first kiss became a memory of kissing her husband on her wedding day. Years of life flooded his mind, and his youth was replaced with a sense of motherhood. 
Shannon opened her eyes and looked at the mess she had made. She felt embarrassed, but thankfully her son and husband were out of the house for enough time for her to clean up. She stared at the family portrait and reminisced about giving birth to her only child, Ben. She was filled with a maternal sense of accomplishment as she remembered the difficulties of raising a child. Her eyes then drifted to her husband, Richard. She felt her clit moisten again as she stared at the handsome man she married. She grabbed the phone and dialed her husband. After what she just experienced, she just had to thank him for buying her this new toy.
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Magic Trish Story 1: Little Girl Jealous

"You going to be done soon, Barbara?" Corry called, plaintively, shooting a glare at the baby while he waited; it cooed in response, same as always.

"Just a moment, hon! Play with the baby while I'm gone, will ya? He gets lonely without company."

"Better get used to it if we're going to go see a movie…" He show the infant a victorious look, scowling when it simply giggled again in response, before moving around the room. The light steps of his feet against the hardwood floor wasn't quite enough to cover up; the giggling background, but it was the closest he could get short of leaving altogether and giving it a victory. He drummed his fingers against the wood of a shelf as he went, adding more sound as he flicked his gaze across the counter tops. Not a single picture of him, that didn't include the baby in it.

"About that, actually…" came Barbara's voice. "I don't think I should leave him after all.."

It took Corry a moment to realize what she was talking about, though he made up for it after with a scowl she couldn't see. "You never go out unless you're shopping. You wouldn't even had met me if you hadn't run out of diapers."

"So?" she demanded, defensively. "He's just a baby, Corry! He needs me to take care of him, or he'll end up lonely! It's not like I can exactly bring his twin's corpse back and stick her in the crib with him!"

He shot another resentful glare at the crib before answering, careful to keep his voice moderate; She was always close to crying when she brought Corrine up. "You ran out of diapers after you'd already run out of everything else, Barbara. You hadn't had more than baby food for a week, and you only had that because you're still breast feeding Marcus."

"He's not even one yet! God, Corry, you don't have to be so clingy…"

He stomped his foot - careful to keep it in the carpeted living room while he did so - before stalking towards the baby with a muted growl. He refused to name it in his own head, even if he did have to pretend to others. Refused to give that invisible chain anything but dirty looks no matter how much he giggled. It would be so easy to just throttle it and be done with the mess, and let her recover. He realized with a start that he'd already picked the baby up. It giggled in his hands.

It was a long moment of staring before he began to put the baby down again, shaking his head. He couldn't kill it, and not just because Barbara would kill him. It was wrong to kill children, no matter how annoying, needy, and overall detestable they were. Particularly not in ways that were so obvious. Though it was tempting, and maybe if Barbara didn't know he was in the room he could-

He pushed the thought away, shaking his head. The motion felt odd somehow, more weight attached to the motion than normal. His legs didn't feel quite right, either, trembling a little in the baggy jeans. He tried to remember if it had always been that baggy, running a frail hand across his skull and through the too-thick hair. Something was definitely odd.

It took him a moment more to realize that the baby was gripping onto his finger, but he didn't have the strength to pull free again. He didn't think he had the strength to do anything, even when it gave another of those horrid giggles and tugged at his hand. He bent over the crib as it wanted, stomach doubling over the side as long fingernails dug into the soft bedding of the crib. The hands looked too small for his body, but they always had. He was fairly sure he could distantly remember being teased for his tiny hands, as well as the slender and hairless arms he had. That's why he had taken to wearing baggy clothes. That had to be why; he couldn't think of any other reasons.

"Something's wrong with me," he muttered after a moment, brushing his free arm through the hair again. Thick blonde strands fell around hi eye, making them water. The lids felt heavy, too, the excess eyelashes trying to pull them down as they burned. He'd always been androgynous, though, always been a little bit ashamed of the blue eyed blonde haired combo that had the boys betting on the existence of his manhood. A few had asked him out, though he wasn't sure if that was more or less embarrassing than the one who had wished he could find a man who looked as hot as he did. Or the fact that he hadn't heard a woman say it yet.

He let out a soft groan, wishing the pants wouldn't squeeze against his groin quite so much. The back was too tight, the thighs barely containable, and the thing kept trying to slide down around his hips. They almost seemed to getting bigger as he stared at them, the shifting bones gently working down the pants. He gawked at them for a moment under the baby's delighted coo distracted him and made him grin. "I knew I should have tried the pants on before I bought them…"

His waist. His waist couldn't have always been so thin. He had obviously been dieting today. But he'd used bad diet pills which were having side effects, side effects that made the shirt push out gently with the budding flesh that sprouted from his chest, a soft groan making him twitch a little when the cloth rubbed up and down. He shivered as the hair flew down around him. He hoped none of Barbara's friends found out about what he had between his legs. They could accept her being bi, but they wouldn't except him being anything less than a full female, no matter what they said.

The ease of pressure in his pants him groan, a moment before the pants fell down around him. She had thought she saw something slide inside the groin for a moment, a sudden feeling of pleasure spreading through her. It obviously wasn't the case, though; couldn't possibly be the case, as far as she was concerned.  She was so glad Barbara had invited her. She was so happy to have a girlfriend like her, who took care of her. No. That was wrong. That was-  the baby's coo distracted her, making her giggle until her legs buckled and gave way beneath her.

The wood crushed into her stomach, taking breath away entirely for a moment as she struggled to breathe. Her feet couldn't reach the ground for some reason. Of course they couldn't reach the ground, she was ten, and she shouldn't be dangling from the crib like this but the baby was so cute. It was pulling her in, though, and she was teetering - something was wrong. Something was definitely - the baby cooed and she giggled again, tiny little feet kicking up into the air as the underpants slide upwards to nestle themselves around her white bottom as panties. They were pink with Cinderella, the way she liked them. Hadn't she been bigger a moment ago?

"Of course not," she muttered to herself, before giggling again for using such an angry tone. She was eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. She loved her diapers. Two. She fell into the crib, crying when she hit her shoulder, than giggling when Marcus pushed his way up to her. She thought there was something she needed to remember, something at the distant corner of her hand. Something important.

It niggled at her when "mommy" walked into the room, pink panties nestled around her hips and a pale white tee-shirt caressing her breasts.

"That's funny…" she whispered, looking confused. "I came out here too… to make up for… to…" she hesitated, eyes locking on Corrine as she smiled, her fingers gently picking up Corrine. A spark went through the child, a memory of that touch. This was wrong. This wasn't who she was. This was - "To give you your feeding," she smiled, gently detaching the bra. The nipple pushed its way into her mouth, her toothless mouth reflexively clamping on as her little fingers attached themselves. She couldn't believe her mommy had almost forgotten to feed her. 
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Magic Trick story 1: The 2 Toon gals

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Back story:

Ok so The names Magic Trick. Im what you call a wish maker. I live in a world where cartoons are real. So this women came in asking for me to change her life. She told me that she had nothing left for her. Her best friend ask her to think this over. So lets just say I might of change two people.
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4 weeks ago:

Woman 1: Hello are you the Wish maker?

MT: Yes, The names Magic Trick and what can help you 2 ladies today?

Woman 2: My friend here wants a new life but I tried telling her to rethink her wish.

Woman 1:Its true! So far my life has gone down hill and I want to start fresh.... I want to become a Toon!!!!

MT: Hm a Toon? Well that's one heck of a wish. If you do become a Toon that means you have to erased all traces of your Human life. That means no one can remember you.

Woman 2: Yeah do you really want everyone including me to forget you.

Woman 1: Yes!!! As my Best friend I thought you would understand! I lost my job, my lover, My apartment, Heck even my own family disown me! I want this rather you want this or not!

MT: Ok I have this drink here, it'll change your core DNA and change it to that of a Toon DNA. Once transform you'll forget who you are. So you'll have to get a new ID. Also since this magic is so strong you can either drink it or pour it on your hands either way the effects it'll change you no matter what. This will cost you $200.

Woman 1: Here you go! Thank you by the way. I hope in my new life I could repay you some how...

(At this moment before the women could drink the potion her best friend tried to knock the drink out of her hand but still manage to get some of the potion on her.)

Woman 1: Yes! I can feel the change coming! I can't wait!!!

Woman 2: NOOOO!!!! Please don't go!!! PLEASE!!!!!!

(the women you wanted the potion, her body started to change. First her hair turned red and her body became slim and slender, and within minutes she turn into a Toon woman wearing a red strapless slitted dress and purple opera gloves, red stilettos.)

Woman 1: W...Who am I?? Where Am I?

MT: Hello there the name is Magic Trick. We found you outside do you remember your name?

Woman 1: I...I think it was Jessica.

MT: Well Jessica I hope you'll be ok for now on ok.

Jessica: Ok well thanks mister.

Woman 2: Why does she look so familiar? I feel funny....

(What she didn't know that a single droplet landed on her and now the potion is changing her to.)

(The Women change once she turn to face MT and when that happen she became a Toon lady in a Blue strapless slitted dress with yellow gloves and brown hair.)

Woman 2: W....What happen where am I?

MT: Um your my new secretary Clara. And you came in to help me bring that lady in here when we found her out in the Alleyway. 

Clara: Oh yeah now I remember. So its 12pm boss should I go get your lunch?

MT: Yeah thanks Clara.

Clara: No prob.

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bonus credits:

3 years later Jessica married a bunny name Rodger.

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MTrish 1: Little Girl Jealous: https://storiesbythemagictwins.blogspot.com/