The Big Top - A Christmas Preview

I don't have anything themed for Christmas this year, but I do have a good chunk of the next chapter of The Big Top ready to post as a present.

Enjoy this treat and we'll be back to some shenanigans for the new year 

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The Big Top 

Chapter 4

by Hugo Prosperio

The girl who had sat next to Bigsby had now joined the table, her head having grown back to normal size. Eager to try his suggestion of becoming a guy to rid herself of man problems, she tried on Bigsby’s hat at his insistence. She was now undergoing a similar transformation to that of Jimmy, who was staring at Bigsby with admiration and a bit of lust if he was being honest. The young woman found her body growing less curvy and feminine, and she was looking a bit more like Bigsby than Jimmy, with her stomach pool-ing out into a gut that hung out from underneath her cute crop top. 

“Well this is a good look for you.” Bigsby said as he patted her belly and watched her eyes widen as she felt her groin twist and grow, changing shape into a male sex rather than what she had been used to all her life. In that moment, a massive rush of testosterone filled the now male body and changes began to happen rapidly. Anything soft or girly about it changed in an instant, body hair filling in all over. Her once pretty face was now quite square and manly, losing all of it’s softness in the transformation. 

“Wow. This feels so dope.” the new man muttered as he felt up his delightfully obese form. 

“I agree.” Bigsby said, smacking a kiss on the man’s cheek. The kiss radiated through the new male, and he felt so good. He giggled and kissed the man back, their lips connecting and then pulled away giggling. “Oooooh Bigsby, you cheeky devil.” 

A young woman in a tight red dress had seen most of what just occurred and couldn’t really believe it, and against smarter judgement she approached the table. “That...thing was a girl just like..two minutes ago. What the hell happened?” she said. Bigsby looked away from his latest work to take her in. She was curvy and the dress showed that, and she had hair a dark shade of red that was most certainly store bought. 

“You are correct. HE was a she, but now I’ve taken care of that. She was having guy troubles, and there is no better way to fix that then becoming one. You interested?” he asked the woman. 

“What? Me become a guy? Are you crazy?” she said as she ran her hands down her curves. “I love my self just the way I am.” 

“Are you quite sure about that?” He said with a smile

“Pretty sure, my dude.” she said. 

“How can you be sure if you don’t try something different?” he said. “I’d be happy to show you what it’s like to give you something to compare to.” 

She laughed. It was hard to believe he could even do what he said, but she had just watched it work before her eyes. She gulped. 

“So I let you do what you did to him to me and then you turn me back.”

“If you want to be turned back, absolutely.” he smirked. “Might just be too much of a good thing.” 

She went to walk away, but curiosity was still getting the better of her.

“You’ll turn me back.” 

“Like I said, if you want it, sure.” he said. He got out of the booth, sliding past the new male who had slid a hand down to explore his new manhood, a look of shock on his face. 

“Okay. Fine.” she said. “I’ll give it a go, my dude. Do your worst.” 

He smirked as he approached her and reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out what looked like a flask. He undid the cap and sniffed it, smiling. “Drink this. It should do the trick.” he said. 

She took it and also sniffed it, her eyes opening wide. It was quite strong, she noted.

“A swig should do the trick. A dab’ll do ya, you know.” he said. 

She nodded and took a large sip of the booze. It tasted as rough as it smelled and she winced as she swallowed it down, then looked at the clown. “Now what?” she said. 

She didn’t have to wait long for the answer as her body felt so very strange. She watched as the entire club, and the clown before her began to grow larger in appearance. Her once skin tight dress was no longer as tight on her and she looked at it as it began to grow loose around her. She marveled at the changes and how they made her feel. It was a fascinating sensation. 

“I am shrinking.” she muttered. She was now less than three feet tall, and it was wild. 

“Very astute” he said. “I am impressed at how fast that worked.” 

“Woah.” was all she could find herself saying as she looked at the flask and she giggled as she took another swig. The clown smirked. He would have warned her against it, but it was too late. 

This time the effect was even faster as she felt her body begin to fill up with something. At first it felt like air or gas, then she looked down and realized it was fat. Just pounds and pounds of corpulent fat. Her butt exploded backwards as her stomach moved forwards, and she sat there, trying to keep balance as she grew larger, yet still was still shrunk down. It made her look a lot wider than she probably was.

“Holy shit.” she said as she looked down at her flabby body as it slipped entirely out of her dress. She stepped forward, almost tipping over as she slid out of her heels. When her feet hit the floor, they began to spread out, inflating in size and width. She laughed at the tickling sensation. 

“You look great, but it’s just starting.” he said as she started to giggle loudly, her voice going from it’s cute higher register to a much lower one as an adam’s apple formed in her throat. She gasped and then let out a low chuckle. “Woah.”  

Bigsby watched glee as the girl’s eyes widened as she felt an intense sensation in her crotch. It felt like it was inflating like a balloon and turning inside out and a few seconds later, a tiny pop could be heard as the short fat girl was no longer a girl at all, but rather a man. This change, like the previous male, rushed in other changes. Her chest flattened, still flabby from weight, but no longer from breasts. His hair began to suck up into his hair, changing from it’s dyed color to a natural green, forming a small tuft on the top of his head and one on each side. 

“I’m a guy now.” he mumbled. “Incredible. I think this deserves another drink.” 

“Are you sure you think that’s a good idea?” Bigsby giggled. It was no question as the short flabby man chugged down the rest of the flask in one gulp. His whole body compressed again, making his massive weight look even more impressive as he shot down to less than a foot tall, the clown transforming him now towering over him. His skin rapidly turned white and his scalp tingled as his whole head throbbed and grew upward into an egg shape. This change, combined with all the booze he had consumed really made him dizzy and he started to drunkenly giggle as his lips turned red and makeup appeared in place of his formerly well trimmed eyebrows and over his eyelids, a shade of blue. 

“How’s that for a change, MY DUDE.” Bigsby said to the miniature fat man. 

He chortled and looked up at Bigsby. “Wow. This is super fun.” 

“I told you. You sure you want to go back?”

“Well…” he said with a hiccup and a pause. 

“I understand. Far too drunk to make such a big choice. I understand and it would be irresponsible for me to force that on you.” 

“But…” he said with another hiccup. 

“No buts, Boozy. You come up here.” he said picking the small clown up and placing him on the table. “Join the party, new buddy.” 

The other two formerly female clowns clapped. “Well done, Bigsby” said Jimmy. 

“You think he’ll want to go back?” 

“I think he’ll be too drunk to make that call for a long, long time.” Bigsby said with a smirk, picking up his flask and the discarded red dress, throwing it in a nearby bin. “And by that point...it will be much too late.” he added to himself with a grin. 

If one were to look around the club, they would see humans and clowns mingling, some not aware of the others, some starting to see what was happening and unable to explain it, trying to blame their drinks perhaps. Still many new guests were arriving, giving ample chance for new magic to occur.