Whimsical Halloween for the Oswin 2

Forewords and warnings.

Alright, this is part TWO! I do recommend you read part one first.

YES, I'M LATE for Halloween! But understand, in an age of generated text, I love writing my bits and owning my mistakes and failures in order to learn a new craft.

ANYWAY...

Chapters are numbered in respect to the first part's numbers. So don't worry about finishing it all in one sitting, just take notes of the number you've stopped.

This one covers chapters 4 through 7.

This story contains an awful lot of silly non-sense for the sake of entertainment.

Conditions described in this story are based on real life, with a bunch of non-sense added for the sake of creating silly scenes and situations (which means to say NOT REALISTIC AT ALL). If you have any of the described conditions reacting the way they do in here, seek help!

All characters present are adults and completely able to issue their consent, or lack of. However, the fantasies described here play heavy on what some people would love to have as a wild ride without responsibilities or consequences of real life.

Tags : #nsfw #crossdressing #feminization #sillynonsensepassingascomedy #magicaltransformation #fairies #witches #bumblingbuffons #bigbutts #bubblebutts #Bigbooties and #bigboobies as well as #lactation.

Relationships are well down the route of pan-sexuality, but expect an awful lot of focus on #blowjobs, #buttsex, #anal, #hotdogging and #unecessarybuttfocus and whimsical beings that take liberty to further extents that our protagonist may anticipate.

Chapter 4 - Wish Number One

Ryan's manhood still throbbed wildly a his eyes gazed at the platinum-blonde figure above him, their eye-lashes fluttering, their eyes filled with a wanton desire that almost made the young man fear about having to deal with another huge-throbbing-dick emergency.

However, the stunning beauty above him had dangling breasts that all too soon would wobble his worries away.

"I... I mean..." Ryan tripped in his thoughts and struggled to say anything.

"Do you want that... As a wish? To be sated as well?" Danny teased by licking their lips.

Ryan thought about the implications. "Uh... Oh..."

"Yes or no... Ryan-O?" Danny used their precise finger movements to keep the sticky-wet throbbing erection there, titillating in some desperate need to conclude the fun it was having. "You look so needy right now." Their eyes focused on manhood, their pouty lips puckered as the cherry on top of their teasing demeanor.

"I do..."

"How do you want it then?" Danny inquired further, their fingers glazing over the slit of the young man's penis, rubbing it gently then aggressive and then gently going all around the glans.

Ryan panted and lost his breath for a moment.

"I want you to suck me twice, like..." He was not able to finish, much because the aggressive-slit stroke came back just then.

"Like you did to me?"

"Yeah?" Even if Rya didn't want to admit it, he was still feeling, as if intoxicated by what had just happened, by what he just did. It was way too similar to the videos that he watched online, as well as some web-comics about womanly characters having huge tenting erections.

"Right now?" Danny took their time dillydallying while shooting glances towards their counterpart's manhood.

"Yes." Ryan affirmed, but sounded way more as if he was begging.

Taking that as a victory "Alright," Danny replied. As a big feline circling its prey, their juicy lips gravitated towards the erect penis, it gladly accepted a big wet smooch from the femboy, if the pulsating and throbbing member was to be taken as honest in its desire to explode in orgasmic pleasure right then and there. Might have done so, had Danny not made sure to pull their tricks on delaying their subject's orgasm, by a tight but precise pull of their frustrated balls.

It was a gloriously pleasurable moment, one that was cut too short by Ryan's phone ringing.

"Aw come on!" He yelled as the femboy popped his penis free, only to engulf it back again in a playful but powerful suction. If the young man ever had wondered how it would feel to stick himself onto a vacuum cleaner, he surely had a strong contender to know the sensation.

"Who the fuck? Oh no! It's Phonda!" Ryan proceeded to push Danny away, to no avail, as they now sucked and pulled more and more of the male's penis in there.

"Come on, I have to talk!" Ryan finally managed to get his manhood free from a hungry femboy mouth, or perhaps, the femboy just wanted to tease further with a couple licks, all the while still holding the near shooting penis in a vice grip.

"But your wish..." Danny complained, their lips juicy and pouty in the need that they presented to go back to the fun they were just having.

Ryan, seeing no time to discuss, just took his phone, much in the fear of what his crush could ever want to speak with him, and due to his not-admitted feelings of need-to-answer-Phomda-whenever-she-calls.

"Hi, Phomda!" he exclaimed, in hopes that one: he didn't sound like a guy receiving a masterful blowjob; and two: that the phone call didn't capture wet slurping sound from the expert blowjob happening right then and there.

"Hey, Ryan! How's it going?" Phomda inquired, some worry present in her tone.

"Ahem, fine.. Why?"

"Well, I just received an alarm about the front gate being unlocked... Are you in my aunt's house?"

"Oh... Big dummy, I had to come to my parents house due to an inconvenience!" He replied, still battling the tall femboy who was currently in another attempt to engulf his hard-on while he tried to speak with his crush over the phone.

"Ryan... Is everything alright?" The crush asked.

"Yeah..." He replied as the femboy took their time replicating the strokes from earlier, now with their tongue bathing his prick.

"Your voice is weird and you're panting..."

Stuck in a battle to now give away what was going on, Ryan had to think quickly about a possible excuse "I had... Restroom issues... That's all." Much to his surprise, this seemed to be taken as an indication that he was interested in some other forms of intimate contact by Danny, who yanked Ryan's pants and compression shorts all in one smooth move, while still holding the hard cock in their juicy lips.

"Oh dear... I'd make you some tea if I was there." Phomda's well meaning words felt on deaf ears as, unknown to her, playful and equally horny hands slithered their way under the male, which would be all too soon caressing and fondling his jiggly rear.

"No!" Ryan exclaimed as he felt the playful fingers get dangerously close to his crack, while the femboy giggled with a mouthful. "I mean... I'm fine... Phomdaaa." Ryan felt the orgasm hitting him just as the femboy greeted his pucker with a quick finger stroke.

"Maybe I should call you later... Just..." She seemed to look for words in some discomfort as she heard Ryan's apparent moaning "Take care."

As the phone clicked the call over. Ryan looked at Danny, the latter seemingly more sheepish with exaggerated puffed out cheeks as if they had collected way more than a few spurts.

"Fucks sake! I was on a call!" Ryan complained, his frustration getting into conflict

"And I was thirsty! Plus, it was fun! A little quick, but fun!" Danny finished it with a wink, while their fingers cleaned their chin and their mouth licked their fingers.

"Also what's the big idea about..." Ryan decided not to say anything, preferring to pull his compression shorts up, lest he give more ideas to this being who had just taken for granted the chance to explore his behind.

"Oh... You're such an uptight stick in the mud... But also so slutty... I thought you kinda needed that." Danny gave the male a shrug and a pout.

"No!" he extended a finger towards Danny. "No messing up on stuff I didn't ask for."

"No finger banging." Danny nodded "Sucking big dicks okay though?"

Ryan rolled his eyes, and decided to get himself put together and go downstairs.

Danny followed suit, waiving at the victim's parents as they smiled, clearly too proud of their son and his apparent broken shell.

Chapter 5 - Routines, Deals and Another Wish

Ryan's car was in movement, going back to the estate and mansion-like house that he needed to take care of.

"Your car smells." Danny complained. They wore a large round dark purple hat, round large shaded glasses as well as a summer dress that jiggled with the magically enhanced bust.

"Why so much junk food anyway?" They insisted as the male seemed to remain stoic at the task of driving back towards Aunt Kristen's state.

As the silence kept on its strength, the fairy continued.

"You should have waited for me..." Danny complained "I wanted to say a proper goodbye to your parents..." Danny nodded, feeling slightly annoyed, then added "You know... As your big sexy girlfriend, and all that."

"The one who's been doing wonders for your rep." Ryan started in unison with Danny, giving them a quick glance.

"And frankly, I really thought you'd be warming up for me by now... I mean... I just gave you my gluck-gluck five thousand experience and... You're there, all grumpy."

Ryan just shook his head.

"Oh come on... Okay... Sorry if I tricked you into wishing for something so silly as a blowjob." Came the apology, as sincere as they could make it "There, I said it." They added.

"Just shut up." Ryan's words were almost a mumble, a grumpy mumble at that.

"You shut up!"

Ryan then proceeded to go back into his silent mood from just a moment before.

"This car stinks..." Danny said, fidgeting on the passenger seat. "You should eat better." Their voice was more concerned, however, their eyes glinted in mischief as they said "Like, just nice doses of sausage and yogurt... You know? From trusted sources." Danny finished with a wink, but his driver didn't take notice. "Natural ingredients only..."

Ryan let out a frustrated sigh. His eyes notice a nearby car with a group of hot women in it. Weirdly enough, they were dressed like his companion, only they didn't had big round hats.

Still the nagging fairy continued.

"Hot dogs... Corn dogs... Popsicle..." Danny saw a dirty bag, paper or any evidence from brands of different kinds of junk food.

Ryan just avoided eye contact.

"I mean there are all sorts of phallic symbolism in what you consume." Danny remained with the poorly hidden glint in their eye.

"Alright! I sucked a freaking dick. Shut up!" Ryan exclaimed, maybe a little too late to notice they had stopped at a traffic stop, and that there was a car with a couple of hot women in it that proceeded to cackle at his affirmation.

"You go honey!" The driver said.

"You never forget the first one!" The front passenger said.

"I hope it was a double-hander!" The woman behind said, making the gesture of using both of her hands on an imaginary cylinder.

Ryan just stared daggers at Danny, who held up a cute smile and then blew him a kiss.

The rest of the drive had been quiet, at least on the male's side, as he decided it was best to confirm if it was just his sheer lack of luck in life or if Danny had been meddling with reality somehow. Ryan couldn't say, for Ryan didn't understand what this wish-granting being was capable or incapable of.

As they go into Aunt Kristen's property, Ryan noticed the front gate had been indeed left open. which made him take a mental note to sweep the grounds at some point and to lock the doors.

The car came to a stop in front of the mansion. Ryan got out, he was in the middle of the way when an insistent throat sound got his attention.

"Aren't you getting the door for me, honey-buns?" Their juicy pouty lips was as prominent as ever as they waited inside the car.

"Just get out in your magic way! Teleport or something..."

"Real chivalry is magical." Danny insisted, still inside the car.

"Just come out." Ryan barked the order and turned away, into the house he went, and the door he locked.

It was no shocker that when he turned and walked beyond the foyer, he was greeted by the pouty face and crossed arms of his "girlfriend", who stood there in a cartoonish sour mood as if they were waiting for some form of compensation.

Ryan decided to keep on ignoring, which meant the same figure and pose from Danny appeared again in the kitchen, in the bedroom he had taken as well as on a couple corners he turned as he went back to sweeping floors.

"You're a terrible maid." Danny commented once.

"I'm not a maid."

"Yes you are." Danny insisted.

"I'm not!" Ryan exclaimed. "I am a guy doing an odd job."

"Odd maid, then."

Ryan just rolled his eyes and kept going.

"You should wear heels. Love the clacking... Plus they would give you some nice height." Danny sounded more playful again, which Ryan couldn't decide if it meant something positive for him or not.

"Can't you shut up?" Ryan demanded while keeping himself busy on some long corridor.

"Of course I can!" Danny exclaimed back, then smiled "Then, I won't. I mean... Why would I? I have an incredibly powerful voice." Danny then proceeded to alter his voice as if he was an opera singer.

"For fucks sake! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Ryan shouted.

"So you treat me badly until I'm nagging? What do I gotta do for you to like me?"

"I'm busy! Just that! Alright! I need help, do a magic trick and help me clean this whole huge-ass house. Either that or leave me alone! I need peace!" Ryan blurted everything out in frustration.

"A one-piece or a two piece?" Danny inquired in a sly way.

"Peace!" Ryan insisted in his demand.

"One, then!" Danny flicked their fingers towards Ryan, who didn't face the fairy, but felt a startling feeling of rushing air on his legs and arms.. as well as the humiliating wobble from his man-boobs, that, unfortunately, were always too close to just boobs.

"I mean... Can you even do real magic, or just the spooky things? You could clean up the house for me!" Ryan just replied, only then noticing the wide grin on the fairy counterpart, looking down, he noticed he was wearing a tight red one-piece swimsuit. "What?"

"Ha! Happy about goading me into casting spells? You do look cute, though!" Danny's grin just kept on wide as ways, but he slid the shades and peeked over the rims to get a better look at the humiliated male, who now turned away and ran, probably to their room, and probably ignoring the fact that their fat cheeks were wobbling wildly giving the fairy the perfect excuse to further push the situation.

"This is bullshit!" Ryan said, pulling on the swimsuit and entering his room, only to be met by a powerful flash of light.

"That's it baby, let the tantrum take you and jiggle those yummy curves!" Danny instructed, now dressed up in black and holding a camera with comically large lenses.

"Stop this!" Ryan stomped his foot, making him cringe on the spot as his tight, rear and hip jiggled from the resulting waves.

"Ooh! There is all that junk food!" Danny replied as he snapped further pictures.

"I wanna get changed! GET OUT!" Ryan barked the command in frustration.

"And I want a new calendar, please, do get changed..." Danny waggled their eyebrows

Ryan went on to his bag to fetch some fresh clothes, Danny took yet another picture from the bent male, as well as flicked his wrist just before his victim grasped the zipper.

As the human opened his bag, he searched through the clothing, noticing first, they were softer, then that they were more colorful. "Danny, come on!"

"Just try on a bikini, it will be quick!"

"No!"

"Some secret lingerie? Bunny suit? Leotard? Bloomer shorts? What about booty-shorts and a teeny-tiny top?"

"What the fuck did you do to my clothes?"

"I swapped them." Danny explained in a matter-of-fact way.

Ryan sat down, not really giving up, but trying to let the frustration flow away from him by doing breathing exercises he had seen online, not that they worked, but he was nearly sobbing then.

"Come on.. Don't be so gloomy..."

"Just leave me alone, man."

"I'm not a man. I'm a fairy... A pan-sexual fairy. And I identify as a femboy." Danny explained and sat beside the frustrated male, helplessly observing the mounds of gynecomastia that gave his victim natural curves.

"Ugh." Ryan stood up again, giving yet more of a show of his naturally effeminate figure, all too much for Danny to resist and issue another flash of the weird camera. "Come on!"

"You need to relax... How about that second blowjob from your wish?"

"Not in the mood..."

"Really?" Danny pouted "And here I was thinking we just had our magical moment this morning." Danny once again summoned his theatrical mannerisms "I mean..."

"No, stop it. Besides... You still didn't tell me about... The rep thing." Ryan ended up crossing his arms over his man-boobs, trying to squeeze then and hoping they didn't become much more of a cleavage, although he lacked the courage to look down, otherwise he'd notice his attempts resulted precisely on the opposite.

Danny took a while, putting away the camera, then looking at Ryan in a deadpan tone. "I used my emergency purse and had my pleasure in your bed."

"While I slept?"

"Some ear-muffs and blindfold helped you sleep, while I had my fun." They shrugged their shoulders.

"And?"

"I moaned like a wanton slut... All night long." Danny made an effort to stifle their giggles.

"Are you for real now?"

"At one point, your parents considered knocking on the door, I heard their steps. Had to fake your voice and everything."

"What the... I..." Ryan was not sure if he wanted to ask further. "Maybe we stop here." He showed the palm of his hand and looked away.

Danny made a show of chewing their lower lip. "Are you sure you don't want to know anything else about it?"

"No! Besides, that is still not the sort of magic I want to know about." Ryan shrugged in turn "Its like you drugged me or something."

"Hey! I don't do that!"

"But I didn't wake up."

"Fine... Here..." Danny looked through their purse, shook it open and then got from it a pair of fluffy ear muffs.

"You're just being silly now." Ryan doubted the fairy, although they seemed a bit more willing to please than to tease.

Danny glanced over at him and then pulled a blindfold from it as well.

"Don't believe me? Wear them." Danny offered both items and dangled them from his fingers.

Ryan considered the offer, he remembered his parents apparent, for the lack of a better term, proud demeanor, about him doing such a thing.

"Fine..."

So he put on the ear muffs.

Silence. Complete silence.

The young man looked marveled at the tall femboy. He closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the deep relaxation within that came with the utter silence.

When he opened his eyes, Danny was holding a megaphone and shouting something, he could feel the vibrations in his chest, but not to a point where he could discern what was being said. He even laughed about it.

"Okay." he replied and nodded and lifted one side of the muffs.

"No, try the blindfold next!"

"Fine..." To which Ryan had to allow the giggling Danny the opportunity to blindfold him. He was not sure if it was wise or not. So as the ear-mufflers came back, in his sensory deprivation, he decided to count from ten to zero.

It was deeply entertaining for Ryan, well, the notion that he could achieve ultimate peace and mindfulness with just some burrowed items.

"Maybe I should borrow those from Danny? They can be my wish." He thought to himself, feeling weirdly relaxed about this new non-combative way of dealing with his companion.

Of course, he just then realized he had entirely forgotten to keep count of the original ten seconds he had proposed himself to do.

Realizing that, he yanked the blindfold and ear-muffs, finding a coy Danny, who missed just a little theatrical whistle as to how fake in innocence they seemed to act.

"Alright, these are very nice."

"Glad you like them..."

"So... Can this be my wish?" Ryan pleaded.

"You mean... All of it?"

"Yeah, it has given me some piece of mind." Ryan nodded, thinking he'd be able to get lots of peaceful moments with that.

"Alright, if that is your wish..." Danny replied, maybe a bit too eager.

Ryan took it as maybe a way for the playful femboy to avoid any hard-work or favors for his request.

"Deal."

"Deal!" Danny clapped their hands.

Ryan went back to work, and it just took him one step to realize that there was a new swish to his step, maybe enough so to make his legs feel chilly. "What the?" That was when he noticed what he was wearing. Looking down, first, were his comfortably supported man-boobs, all too presented as simply by some flimsy bra, that left him with all the shame he felt about having then jiggle.

Given the combination of soft satin and black and white colors, he could only imagine that perhaps, his new improvised wardrobe was part of some practical joke.

"Har-har-har." Ryan responded "Take this off of me!"

"Is that your third wish?"

"Oh! You don't get to dress me up!"

"But... You'd make such a good maid this way!" He laughed again, then took a new photo.

"Danny!" Ryan took a couple steps, stopping for a moment to appreciate how the curves that he hated on himself seemed to jiggle freely. "Alright... okay... My fault... I thought..." Ryan gazed at the ceiling for a moment then walked away.

"Come on! You're not mad at me, right?" Danny responded all too happy, now in the corridor, just as Ryan predicted. They had taken just the same amount of distance as Ryan had run. "Look, At least I didn't do your makeup or hair..." Danny tried to defend himself, but sounded more like a lament than anything else.

"Alright, I will take this off!" Ryan began pulling on the clothes and taking the playful flimsy dress a part, revealing all too soft and relaxing lingerie that his whimsical counterpart had all too quickly dressed him in.

"Bow-chika-wow-wow" Danny sounded as they watched the undressing tantrum as if it was some sort of show, if you consider a clumsy and frustrated young-man taking off a flimsy excuse of a dress as a show, that is.

"Fuck you."

Danny gasped. "I thought you wouldn't... Let me get the lube and put on something nicer..." They gave Ryan's rear a quick slap "Tiger! "and walked away.

"I just wanted confidence..." Ryan looked down, too tired from the day.

Danny had just gotten hidden from the male's view, but that lament got to him. "Oh!" they marched back towards the feminine lovable loser. "Alright..."

"What?"

"I'm going to help you out..." Danny replied.

"So you gonna give me confidence?"

"There is no giving confidence, you either develop it or you stay stuck." Danny replied in a matter-of-fact way.

"So why the fuck do I get the wishes then?"

"To look fabulous, like now."

"Look... If you can't help me, then just fuck off back to your bottle!"

"Alright..." Danny nodded and bent in Ryan's direction, invading his personal space, almost as if they were going to kiss the human again "I'm going to ignore your petulance, for now. But, remember: that is just because you really know your way around a big dick." Danny nodded, they didn't wait for the now red-faced male to reply "There are some ways that you could build up confidence."

"Like getting a masculine body?"

"Babe, widen your horizons for a moment." Danny stood up straight and walked around Ryan. "You're cute, you're hot. You just don't accept yourself as such because of bigoted notions of beauty, attraction, gender roles and such."

"I'm not really into getting a lot of social justice studies right now, sorry."

"Have you ever traveled?"

"No..." Ryan cast his gaze down.

For the first time, Danny actually felt a bit sorry for the human.

"See? You never left your bubble!" They affirmed, although failing to not sound like a motivational guru.

"Ugh." Ryan rolled his eyes. "Can we continue this when you, at least, let me dress as a man?"

"Fine!" Danny flicked his wrist and watched as Ryan's clothed morphed into a sort of a tux, but it was way less manly than one would assume, probably because the material was soft and clingy to Ryan's form, which, without the compression clothes, tended to have a bit more curve than the common male body.

"I'm not even going to comment." Ryan kept a deadpan tone

"Again, you're cute and hot." Danny explained, their eyes scanning the feminine male up and down and back again. "Anyway... You need..." They watched how Ryan seemed more interested, perhaps with desperation, perhaps with too many torments and a truthful wish to better his life. "A party."

"No."

"Come on... Listen to me..." Danny held his arm. "What about getting to know a whole new crowd? People who will take you in a clean slate, no prejudice. Well... some prejudice."

"Not really a sales-man, hu?"

"No, that would be my mom." Danny replied with a wink. "Alright. Think about it like this: a bunch of hot, beautiful fairies, all willing and fawning over you."

"Like you?"

Danny gasped "Ahem... I'm going to assume you now repent your exploratory endeavor in sexuality... But... DO remember, fairy women think it's hot."

Ryan rubbed his knees against each other. "Are they... Female?"

To which Danny rolled their eyes "Yes, they got wet pussies, and they are playful, available and flirty."

"So... All I gotta do is get the other bottles open?"

"No. Not yet."

"Why?"

"You gotta clean the house first."

"Man, fuck this..." Ryan was about to turn away.

"Wait! Wait!" Danny scurried along. "There is a way to make all this easier... AND" he had to hold Ryan firmly in place. "We may be able to get everyone together to change your body to a male appearance..."

It was Ryan's turn to chew on his lip. "I don't know man..."

"Just hear me out: My magic is not that strong, its playful fun and all but... Not that strong."

"So you tricked me?"

"No, no no no." Danny shook his face. "We are in a witch's house. Witch magic is very potent."

"Look, let me just clean everything and get out of your way..."

"Wait Ryan!" Danny took a deep breath. "Did you see how I got when I saw your parents?"

"I don't want to think about that."

"Yeah, but, it could be you... Having a bunch of horny, female fairies, fawning all over you..." Danny did his best to explain, "Imagine a party, where you are the center of attention. All those girly bodies dancing around you and throwing themselves at you..."

"But..." he looked down at his bulging bust under the mockery-of-a-tuxedo that he wore.

"Just allow yourself to meet new people, they are playful, whimsical... Horny..." Danny tried a more direct approach now. "Build your confidence." They ended with a shrug.

"Alright..."

Chapter 6 - Preparations

Danny enjoyed teasing the young man who followed him, sure, anyone reading this already got that. But going back to their original fairy costume meant walking around the big mansion, turning corners Ryan hadn't seen, as well as climbing stairs that made Ryan question if the house's interior actually fit its outside frame or not. Not that his mind could focus much, as Danny walked in a seductive manner, taking time and effort to swish their girly hips, causing an enticing wobble from their round buttocks. A successful attempt to keep Ryan's mind stuck in some frustration, all while wearing a skirt that was shorter and completely unable to cover their behind.

"Auntie Kristen has all that we are going to need... Right... Here Danny turned, seeing Ryan's eye dart up to face him. "I also hope you enjoyed the show, Ryan." They winked at their tormented human.

Ryan waited for an awkward moment, both trading glances and gazing at the door..

"So... Is it locked?"

"Nope." Danny replied with honesty, which was a tad new on his tone.

"Then... Why don't you open it?" Ryan inquired, his mind trying to imagine some new magical joke his magical companion might be ready to pull. Maybe the door would be some gateway to another dimension. Or maybe the room would be full of trickster fairies, all begging Ryan to help them out with their tenting erections. He cringed at the end of his quick mental image.

"You should open it." Danny stated with a gentle nod.

"Danny? Are you just trying to trick me? Is this thing gonna make my boo-" Ryan interrupted himself. "Is this thing going to turn me into a cow or something?"

"Absolutely not... But... We could arrange something." Danny's eyebrows arched with his suggestion as well as a quick glance at the male's not-so-manly chest. "For the sake of your good habits."

"What the fuck?"

"To open doors for your women... And carry them around... And squeeze their buns!" Danny gave the human's rear a quick pinch.

"Hey! What?" Ryan both surprised as well as thinking his counterparts' suggestions sounded eerily awkward, at least according to videos he had watched online, about how to properly address women. Not that Ryan didn't know, he just didn't have much practice.

"Ryan... I'm teaching you how to behave around fairy women!" Danny turned to the door. "Open it, then carry me inside..."

"I don't know... You look heavy...." Ryan's voice ended in a mumble as he considered the bulbous cheeks that peeked under Danny's too-short-skirt.

Danny gasped "You never, ever should think a fairy is heavy!"

"You know what? Fine, just go inside by yourself..." They pointed at the door, not even touching it.

"I'm not going there." Ryan responded promptly.

"Chicken!"

"Shut up!" Ryan protested.

"Buck Buck!" Danny had his arms bent and flapped them as wings.

"Just open the door." Ryan tried to bark it out like his last order, except Danny remained mimicking chicken sounds.

Danny flicked their wrist and changed Ryan's clothes to a mockery of a chicken suit. "There, now you look the part!" They giggled.

"Fine!" Ryan opted to avoid seeing that queer magic work him over further, that and some curiosity about what a witch had hiding in an unassuming room.

His hand touched the knob, it was round, made of bronze, it needed polishing. He shook his head for thinking about it, as well as for the quick mental flick his mind did for the innuendo about polishing knobs, as if his dirty thoughts fueled by long nights watching adult things might have been made worse due to his recent personal experience.

Enough imagination going wild, Ryan shook his head and opened the door, it creaked loudly, somewhat reminiscent from shows he watched growing up. The room, much to his surprise, didn't seem that full of dust, at least not at the first glance, that is.

He took the first step inside, then the second and the third. He noticed shelves, many shelves on the back, with a plethora or varied items like books, jars and random trinkets. Tables with some books on it, many of them had quirky looking locks in them, all looked old, some with way more tear than the others.

"Ryan?" Danny inquired from the door, peeking from the side.

"Yeah?" he turned around and rolled his eyes at his companion's behavior.

"Can I come in?"

"So now you want to walk here? I thought you wanted me to carry you inside?" He challenged, still thinking there might be a trick.

"It would be fun! Maybe with me dressed up as your slutty, sexy bride even." Danny joked, although they did thought about it. "But... May I come in?"

"You may try." Ryan said and took a couple steps further, his curiosity getting the better of him.

"Ahem..." Danny stood there, by the door. "Ryan? May I come in?" They insisted.

"Oh... You can't come inside!" Ryan cackled, for a moment, not even minding the ridiculous outfit that he wore.

Danny remained quiet and looked at their feet. "So you're selective on your smartness?"

"You're the one who can't come in, I could just head out and close the door, forever."

Danny masked the fear they felt "Perhaps you forgot who holds power in our relationship... I can change your clothes at any time..."

"So?"

"Imagine having to explain wearing designer made lingerie... In front of your parents..."

"Danny... I could simply look for whatever you're afraid of... Right here!" Ryan replied, his tone a bit vengeful. Then he went on to the back of the room to investigate the shelves.

"Wait! Come on! You dummy! You might use the wrong stuff!" Danny's voice came out rushed and worried.

"All I need is a confidence potion... And some anti-fairy potion, or spray or something."

"There is no such thing!" Danny screamed.

"Hey!" Ryan said from the back. "You told me that witch magic is way stronger than fairy magic, right?"

"Ryan... Just let me in! You can actually harm yourself with stuff! Anything can be a magical trap!"

"No such thing!" Ryan searched the trinkets, checking the small papers that described stuff, he knew that there must have been something about body-changing, or body-morphing, or maybe shape-changing or something.

"Ryan... Please... Pretty please..." Danny couldn't believe they were begging. "We could negotiate more wishes... Favors... I can give you nice memories... Nice things..." Danny said, without any proper focus on his mind at that moment.

"I found something nice here!" Teased.

"Ryan, come on!"

"No, It's fine! Here, it says, for those who look to build a better self!" Ryan had a fool's grin on his face "Just what I need!"

"Come on... I will do anything! ANYTHING!" Danny avoided acknowledging that they were on their knees.

"Oh, look, the mighty is falling!" Ryan said with too much glee from his chicken suit.

"Alright, I'm humbled... I will grant you infinite wishes. INFINITE WISHES!"

"Infinite?"

"Yes, all the time, anytime."

"I don't know."

"I will let you give me back-shots... You can bend me over and have your way... I will..." They chewed on their juicy lip for a moment. "I will be the best girlfriend you ever dreamed about having."

Ryan whistled as he messed around with more trinkets.

"I will suck your cock, anytime... And I won't try to finger-bang you... Even though you might like it!" Danny offered again.

"How would I believe you?" Ryan inquired. In his mind, he had already reached the conclusion that Danny felt powerless in that room, or, precisely for not being able to enter. Ryan also thought that the tall femboy would have transformed his costume to any number of further humiliating outfits, but so far, he was stuck in the chicken suit. So yes, he was afraid of the stuff around him, but Ryan was all too happy to have Danny feeling so powerless.

"What did you do last night?"

"I met a lovable lo--" Danny interrupted himself "I met a lovely young man... Who has made my heart flutter." They licked their lips. "He is such a hot young man..."

"Cut the crap! What did you do in my room?"

"I masturbated... That's it." Danny replied as innocently as he could, his eyes darting around for a second.

"That was a given... Did you do anything to me?"

"I may have... Strapped a dildo on you..."

"So, without my consent!" Ryan's tone emulated the accusatory tone from the fairy femboy from the other night.

"Sorry... But... You do have to realize, people believe you're a stud now."

"As if!" Ryan shouted back.

"Your parents do." Danny looked at his feet... "Your mom said I was the first girlfriend you took home..."

Ryan stopped on his tracks. He held up the box with some trinket about building a better self, as well as a potion about body shape.

"She was happy about it..." Danny continued, they noticed the silence from their counterpart.

"I... Enough about that!" He felt somewhat mad about Danny being the first girlfriend that he ever took home to meet his parents. Ryan took deep breaths, then popped the cork from the bottle and drank its contents.

"Ryan!" Danny watched the male gulping down on some potion, they couldn't discern the contents from the entrance of the witch's workshop.

"I'm going to build myself!" Ryan tore open the trinket box and saw something weird, well, not unknown to him, he had seen those, in some internet pornographic exploratory moments. Ryan had seen chastity cages. He just never saw a magical one.

The small colorful cage flew from the box and circled him.

"Oh no!" He nearly screamed as the magical trinket flew right over his crotch and dove at it, of course, thanks to the suit, it managed nothing.

"Ryan!" Danny called back as he saw the male running from one side to the other. "Ryan just let me in!"

"No, no!" Ryan shouted as the cage got inside his chicken suit "Danny! Help!" He could feel the cold metal sliding and bumping around.

"May I come in?" Danny inquired, as much as they had been worried, they also wanted to laugh.

"Yes! Come in and help me!" Ryan was fighting to hold the tiny metal thing, afraid of what might ensue next.

Danny took one tentative, slow, first step. Feeling relief as nothing happened. Then he went on to the male in the chicken suit, with short, seductive steps.

"Are you holding it?"

"Yes!" Ryan's desperation grew by the second now.

"Okay... Lets just make sure it is safe..." Danny replied, as they knelt down, one hand extended and groped Ryan's crotch, maybe with too much strength.

"Oof! Ouch!" Ryan screamed, letting go of the magical thing, desperate once again "Oh man, please don't let it!"

"There we go..." Danny flicked his free wrist, making sure that Ryan would be wearing a lace lingerie, pink bra and pink panties, which left the magical cage wild, circling and banging against the fairie's hand. They half thought about letting it do its job, but...

Danny held the cage and whispered something that Ryan couldn't understand. The magical thing stopped.

"I didn't know you were... Interested in denial..." Danny commented, still holding, or for a better description, squeezing Ryan's manhood.

"I'm not... It's just..." RYan fumbled with words, not entirely hating how the hand squeezed his bit, as well as trying to not think about femdom videos and stories.

"You drank that potion?" Danny noticed the bottle on the floor "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Tits and ass." Ryan replied in a deadpan tone, although he was further frustrated. "Can you let go of me now?" He finally asked.

Danny freed the crotch, taking notice that Ryan, although annoyed, somewhat having fun, at least given his renewed erection, that the panties couldn't hide.

"Hmm."

"I could use those... infinite wishes..." Ryan began normally, his voice dropping to a mumble as Danny looked at him.

"Look... I'm playful and all, but I want whats better for you, honey-buns." Danny replied, his face not amused by his counterpart's petulance.

Chapter 7 - Power up And Party Up

"So... Are you changing my clothes?" Ryan inquired as he followed his fairy tormentor, although now he could say Danny had actually saved him from some magical trinket.

Whatever the title may be, the femboy was the sure way to make his clothes go back to normal, instead of the soft pink lingerie that he was made to wear.

"Soon." Danny replied, more concentrated on finding some very specific trinkets in there.

"What is it that you're looking for?"

"These!" Danny brandished a pair of gloves, black and made of silk. "Sorry, nails." Danny said as they waved their hands around, making their long nails turn into short, trimmed ones.

Danny donned in both gloves, shuddering from the feelings. "Oh my... So nice..."

Ryan watched as the tall femboy turned around, their grin not just mischievous, but devilish somehow.

For each step Danny took forward, Ryan instinctively took one backwards.

"Now now... I have to test these..." Danny's eyes seemed to glint as they wiggled their fingers playfully.

"I.. Ah... What are those?"

"These... Are going to make me be able to help you out..." Danny wiggled their fingers, shuddering again.

"Right...." Ryan hated feeling so powerless before, now he was actually afraid "What are those?"

"Witch gloves." Danny wiggled their eyebrows.

"Isn't the witch going to be mad you're messing her stuff?" Ryan tried, maybe thinking Danny could be afraid of someone, or something.

"Oh, NOW you're worried? Mister I-will-drink-some-random-potion..." Danny stopped for a second "Or maybe it is: mister I-will-get-stuck-in-a-magical-chastity-cage?" They inquired with a further step "Nice how your fetishes line-up, by the way."

"Shut up!" Ryan reached a shelf and stopped, both of his hands holding on for dear life as the tall femboy loomed into his personal space.

Danny seized up the opportunity and grasped the male's boobs. "So nice already... Let's add up some... Cups" Danny concentrated, and watched, both in awe and amusement, the first as the chest inflated into his hands and the latter as they noticed the sheer horror from the male's eyes.

"Hey! You're supposed to get rid of them!" Ryan's eyes almost teared up in horror as he watched and felt the scene happen, helplessly shuddering as the femboy's fingers massaged his currently-enlarging-tits.

"Don't worry! It's for your costume!" Danny replied in a jest.

"I... I think I'm going to call it quits!" His eyes still glued to the freakish transformation happening in front of him.

"No, you won't!"

"Why not?"

"We are already in trouble, Ryan-O." Danny bit his lip as he felt the new weight on the male's chest "Speaking of which, should we see what O cup looks like?"

"What?" Ryan's voice got to a higher pitch in his desperation.

"Alright, why start from the top?" The fairy teased "Let's go to double d and check things out from there." Danny said this, but he was pretty sure Ryan was up to an E cup. They doubted the male could eyeball how big his bust was.

"Danny?" Ryan was stuck, he would never admit this, but he was living one of his most common nightmares ever, feeling the weight pulling on his chest muscles as well as the new, tugging feeling on his shoulders, but that one came from the bra he wore. Although, there was some feeling of pressure on his back, as he could feel himself slouching. "Can't we? Wait, what?" He inquired in surprise as Danny held his waist and dove in for a kiss.

Danny held on tight and molded the male's waist, taking his juicy lips away for a moment he whispered at the squirming human male "Shush!" Danny used his hands to shape the young man up, which means that waist was turning inward curvy and going down for the upper hip.

The femboy could feel Ryan's manhood throbbing, which in turn made their own manhood to throb. They dove in further, letting their tongue invade the male's mouth and conquer it.

Ryan was afraid, but his body shuddered in pleasure all the same.

He should fight, at least he thought about fighting, but something, maybe the gloves, maybe the kiss. Maybe the notion that this tall femboy was his girlfriend, the one his parents think is crazy about him, was actively feeling him up.

Somehow, it was just as fun as when Francesca had done this. Although, Francesca hadn't made him grow bitch-tits, just not-so-silently-wishing that he did so.

Danny came up for air, a sly and confident smile on their face "Now for hips..."

"Hmm" Ryan bit his lip, he moaned now. "Danny... I don't want to be a woman."

"Aw. I'm not making you a woman sweetie.. You will just look like one."

"But... I wanted to look manly." Ryan lamented, his glace bounced from his new breasts to his femboy tormentor.

"No... You wanted confidence. You wished for it" Danny replied, their tone somewhat sweet "Embrace this."

Ryan wanted to say something else, but his throat came up with more and more moans, he could feel it, his hips filled up, bit by bit. His penis was straight up and rubbed against the much bigger one that dangled under the femboy's skirt.

"Now... Booty. Lots of booty."

"Why lots? I... Don't need booty. I'm fine as is... Maybe less than I've got right now." Ryan begged.

"You like mine too much to not want some of your own."

Throb and throb, rub and pulse, and gaze into eyes that seemed hypnotic now.

Nothing hurt, but Ryan felt as if he had more weight on him, yet, all he could do was shudder in pleasure. "Oh... What is this?" he asked, impotent to fight. He held up on the feminine shoulders of the fairy and felt their hands massage his rear, something that Francesca had done in the past, but never with the current, inflating results.

"There we go..." Danny said, they didn't resist and gave a couple slaps as well as a final peck on his boyfriend's lips. "Now you're ready to party."

"But..." Ryan blinked, as Danny removed the gloved hands and stepped away, it felt as if a veil had been lifted from his eyes, he saw Danny, not as a hot and intoxicating being, but as the whimsical fairy that had been tricking and having fun at his expense.

"Danny! What the fuck just happened?"

"Sorry babes! Just the power of special gloves." Danny shrugged at Ryan.

"How does this help?" Ryan asked while waving his hands at his own new bimbo figure, cringing at how easily his new bust bounced around.

"Well, now you can feel motivated to clean the house."

"What?"

"Yup. Clean it all up, or the big tits and big ass are staying." Danny crossed their arms as they said this.

"It's not fair!" Ryan stomped in protest.

"Fair has nothing to do with it!"

"What about my clothes?"

Danny flicked his wrist, making Ryan's maid costume to materialize over the new curves, which meant the dress was way tighter and shorter now.

"Chop-chop, honey-buns." Danny said, flicking their wrist again, giving Ryan a duster and a broom as well.

"What the fuck..." Ryan mumbled.

Oddly enough, his penis was still erect as he made his way out of the witch's workshop.

Feeling even more powerless, and way more stupid than before, he began cleaning, mostly for his fear that he could be stuck with an ultra-bimbo version of his conditions. Still, walking around barefoot seemed like a terrible idea. Ryan looked back to the shelves, there were high-heels in there... He shook his head, thinking it might be some crazy thing, like the chastity cage from earlier.

"Danny? Where is the cage?"

"Don't worry about it. You're safe!" Danny shouted back.

"Danny!"

"What is it, hon?"

"I'm barefoot!" Ryan commented.

"Ugh."

Ryan heard the last complaint, the clacking heels from Danny, who appeared, still wearing the gloves, but now with a polka dot housewife dress, complete with a wavy and curly hairdo. "What the?" the human male asked.

"What is it honey?"

"Why don't you give me heels to complete the ensemble?" Ryan twirled in place in some sort of mockery.

"As you wish, my love!" Danny replied in a mock tone, flicked their wrist and just like that, Ryan could feel his feet being pushed up as he was magically made to wear them. "Don't go twirling too hard down now, honey-buns."

Ryan allowed himself a sigh in frustration. "At least Danny is back to an amicable tone."

The male maid swept, dusted and swept again, he cleaned the long corridors as best as he could. Ryan thought for a moment to go inside that witch's workshop and look for any books that could lead him to learn some spell, trick or ritual that could give him power over his tormentor.

He shuddered in the new feminine shape that wiggled easily with his fears. What could Danny do if they found out that the little plaything was looking for ways to escape the torture?

Ryan had a mental image about being made to model his new figure on the streets. Would Danny push him to face his parents? Would Francesca grab some ring and propose to him right away? Maybe old bullies would wolf-whistle at him and ask him out?

Ryan bit his lip, taking the opportunity to look at his reflection as soon as he could. "No makeup..." It came out as a surprise. Although, it was mind boggling to see his normal face and head atop a body with proportions appropriate to models he had watched so many times online. He shook his head, avoiding acknowledging his wobbling tits.

Next up, as he finished the corridors, he went back downstairs. Cleaning up the large living room was boring, however, he could hear Danny giggling and whistling in the kitchen.

"Oh Honey-buuuns?" Danny asked as soon as they noticed Ryan working nearby.

"Yes?" Ryan couldn't help but feel some fear.

"Dear, is that a way to talk to your girlfriend?"

"Danny, you're not my girlfriend."

"Really? Then I shouldn't be cooking for my hardworking maid boyfriend?" Danny appeared from the kitchen's entrance, they had a platter with steaming pastries.

"Honey buns..." Ryan noticed, his eyes gleaming, he did feel a bit hungry.

"Hmm-hmm." Danny nodded, their theatrical mannerisms back, mainly as they swished their way towards the maid-boy. "Your favorite, right?" Danny bent forward a bit, which made Ryan realize the deep invitingly cleavage in front of him...

"I can't..."

"Why? Afraid of getting curvy?" Danny cackled at that.

Ryan gazed down looking at his own vast and prominent bust. "Can't I go back to normal?"

Danny approached further, "After the party..." They replied as they turned around, making sure to position their hump towards the male maid as they bent over to place the platter on the coffee table, they even swished their hips a bit in a teasing manner.

As they turned back towards Ryan, they added "You need to face your fears... That's why I made you curvy..." Danny affirmed, then he placed his mad on Ryan's arm.

To the young man, it was as if the worries vanished, at least partially, and just like the last time, there was the kiss from his fairy femboy girlfriend.

Luscious lips, a tongue that acted as if it owned his mouth. A fervor that got his arousal dialed up to eleven. Ryan moaned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes as the kiss ended.

"Honey-buns? Eat my pastries. There is absolutely nothing to be afraid of..." Danny's sweet smile almost made him a perfect picture of a house-wife.

"But... They will go directly to my butt and tights..." Ryan replied, somehow, feeling weirdly comfortable with the idea.

"Your tights and booty are already curvy, babes." Danny finished with another peck on their boyfriend's lips.

"Alright." Ryan replied, he sat down and ate. It all tasted delicious, the honey buns were sweet and tasty, and there was some cream filling that they couldn't place at the origin, but reminded him of yogurt.

Danny watched with glee and clapped their gloved hands. "After you eat, it's time to get the guests..."

Ryan nodded and took another honey bun, they were even more delicious now, and yogurt filling tasted like fruits.

Somehow, feeling Danny's gentle touch made Ryan feel warm on the inside, almost like, some affection.

He had worked so hard, really, he was actually hard while working and cleaning everything, yet, there he was, with a tall girly figure touching him and caressing him, a warm smile and feeding him.

Maybe having a fairy femboy girlfriend was not that bad at all, Ryan reasoned with himself.

"Now dear, as you have eaten and have cleaned everything, it's time to get the guests."

"Are we inviting them?"

"We are setting them free... Like you did to me." Danny winked at the male.

"Lots of beautiful ladies?" Ryan didn't even question his choice of words.

"Lots of them... And they are going to love you so much..." Danny smiled warmly, he pulled the shorter young man with his hand, caressing their arm. Feeling like adding up to the enchantment, Danny puckered up and dove in for another peck.

Ryan enjoyed it. Maybe somewhere, deep inside, he was afraid of some machination. But hey, he had tits now, real big tits. And his phat-ass was back. Maybe there was nothing to be afraid of.

Maybe, breaking free from his fears was exactly what he needed. And if he could do that while feeling loved, desired, well, maybe lusted after was a better description, so what? Anyhow, to Ryan, it felt better than feeling lonely, or completely incapable of making a move and asking his crush out for a coffee or something.

Those were the thoughts on our protagonist's mind, that and following the swishing hips of his girlfriend as they walked in front of them, guiding the young man towards that room with a couple shelves and a bunch of bottles tied up in there.

Ryan felt shivers running down his spine. Danny pushed him inside the room, held his arms again, the soft gloves making our protagonist shudder and feel some tingling all over.

"Open then... You don't have to kiss everyone... Yet."

END OF PART TWO.