Clowntopia: Now Hiring (Chapter 4)

Looner gets things started at the strangest college party in history. Featuring shrinking, odd body transformation, clown transformation, and balloon tf/inflation. 

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A knock at the door got Looner’s attention, so he quickly turned and opened the door. There stood a young woman of Asian descent, her long black hair tied into two pigtails, dressed in a tight t-shirt and tight jeans, and she smiled. 

“Are you...someone I should know?” she asked. 

“Not yet but you will know me pretty well by the time this evening is over, I’d say. Welcome in.” he said closing the door behind her. “Looks like you are the first guest, Miss…”

“Angie.” she said as she shook his hand, not seeing the joy buzzer hidden in his palm. The shock was quite a surprise, and it ran through her entire body. She began to shiver, then shake as the tingles were growing stronger and stronger. 

“What is…” she started to say before she entirely vanished, her clothing dropping to the floor in an instant. Looner smirked and walked over digging through the trendy clothing and picking up what looked like a small orb of rubber. 

“It’s how we welcome people to the life of a balloon!” the clown said as he lifted her up. She was a deflated balloon and her mind was screaming for help, but there was no way to vocalize it. She watched as he lifted her up to his mouth and the open end of her new rubber body began to open and fill with air. 

As her new form expanded from all the air being pushed into it, she started to feel strange. At first it was a pleasant tingling, not unlike that from before, but then it worked it’s way into whatever mind she had left, massaging it, allowing it to feel at ease. As the air worked its way through her, she felt so light, so happy, and despite the fear of what was happening, she decided to have some fun with it. A smile spread across her face, which was expanding, a clowny look stamped onto the rubber she had become, but she was making it grin even wider. 

She found herself growing larger and rounder as the clown she had shook hands transformed her into a balloon and nothing more. She felt more comfortable than ever in this form as she felt her body swell past the size of a large basketball, then to beachball size. That’s when he stopped blowing, deftly tying up a knot to prevent air from leaking, Despite it being his breath, she floated in the air like she was filled with helium, so he tied a string to her to prevent her from bouncing off the ceiling. 

Looner beamed with pride as he held the balloon aloft, and looked at it. It had a face of a clown smiling a wide grin and tiny clown hands held a sign in big bold toony letters that read “Party Time!” He opened the door of the house and tied the balloon to the railings along the stairs leading in, allowing her to fulfil her purpose, to welcome others into the party, and as they passed by her, a bit of magic would rub off, helping Looner make his magic. “Good Balloon.” he said, and she felt that it was the truth. She was so pretty and helpful. 

“Wow!” said Ryan as he looked up at Looner from his spot on the table. “She ballooned real fast.” 

“This particular buzzer is fast acting.” Looner replied as he put it away. “But for now, I think I am gonna set to getting you some true companions” 

“Oh goody. More teeny tiny friends.” Ryan said with a giggle. 

Looner nodded as he sat down in a comfy chair in the main living room area and waited for party guests to arrive. It didn’t take long and the house was being filled by college aged guys and gals all seeking a good time. The balloon they passed by helped them feel at ease despite the fact that the people who were supposed to be putting on the party were currently missing, or the fact that there was an odd carnival theme going on. 

A young woman with long red hair walked into the living room having grabbed some punch for herself. She sat in the chair next to Looner and noticed the clown smiling at her. 

“Having fun, miss?” he said as he wiggled his fingers in a wave. She set her punch down on the table between the chairs and glanced at the clown with curiosity. 

“Uh, yeah. Neat party. Kind of fun to get invited. Are you friends with Ryan or something?” she asked. 

“Yeah, you could say that. What’s your name?” the clown asked. 

“It’s Jenna.” she said. “Nice to meet you...uh…” 

“Looner is what my friends call me, because I look like such a balloon!” he responded with a large laugh. She laughed too and smiled. She looked around to see what the other party goers were doing, and then back to him. 

“You seem different from the usual gang these people hang out with. Something strange about you.” she noted. 

“Indeed I am different! I am a clown, and not just a party clown wearing a costume. I am the real deal. This skin tone is real, these feet, this belly. All real, baby!” he said as he lifted his shirt to show off a massive bloated belly. She gasped, but her look of curiosity had only grown.

“You are really that round and weird?” She asked. “How?” 

“Magic! Clown Magic from an alternate dimension where clowns are all there is, my dear. You know Ryan? He’s over there. We met in my dimension, and I made him all small and silly.” 

Jenna glanced over to the table by the door where there were two clowns, one playing music, the other dancing. 

“He’s the one grooving.” added the clown. 

“Wait you did that to Ryan?” she asked. 

“He asked me to. He wanted to make this party interesting and I figured my magic could really spice things up.” 

“Magic.” she said pausing for a moment, a smile coming across her face. “That sounds deviously fun, but how do I know it’s real?” 

“Oh ho, is that so? Would you care for a demonstration?” he asked as he pulled out the raygun he had used earlier to create the party’s funky DJ. He smiled and aimed it, not at her, but at another partygoer walking through the room, a young man dressed in skinny jeans and a tight shirt that showed off his abs. Suddenly those tight items of clothing were not so tight anymore as Looner fired the gun and a beam of light hit the man, reducing his height rapidly. As he shrank, his clothing shrank just behind him, changing as it did into a clowny jump suit red with blue stripes on the arms, with white ruffles all the openings. He seemed unaware of what was happening, and giggled to himself as he shrank. Unlike the previous clowns Looner had made, his body stayed the same shape it was while it shrank, but his head, his head was shrinking at a slower rate, it seemed. 

“What was his name?” he asked the girl. 

“Cameron.” she said simply as she watched in awe. 

“Cameron, come on over here.” he said as the man continued to dwindle with his head looking larger and larger on his smaller frame. It wobbled side to side as he wandered over, now less than two feet tall. 

“Oh hello there, friends!” he said with a dizzy giggle. 

His shrinking was picking up, but more interestingly, Jenna watched as his hands and feet began to swell. They looked crazy on his shrinking limbs and before she could even fathom what was happening, he was about 9 inches tall with a large head and large hands and feet. 

“He looks like a…” 

“Bobblehead. Yeah, that was the idea.” Looner said. “How you feeling, Cam ol’ buddy?”

“I feel strange and silly, but I like it!” he said as Looner picked him up. He turned him around to examine his magical work. 

“Well, Cameron is no good as a name for you, How does Bobbles sound?” he asked the small man as he handed him over to Jenna, who held him with a look of amazement on her face. 

“Hi Jenna. Gosh you are so pretty from this perspective. I like being this small.” 

“You look cute.” she said, unsure of what else to say to him. Looner took the man back and giggled. 

“See, real magic. He’s still got some changing to do, but I’ll let him do that in private.” he said as he opened his suspenders and dropped the bobble-headed man into them. He reached in to the suspenders and pulled out a small flash and grinned. “It’s like my Mary Poppin’s bag, you could say.” 

“Yeah, I guess. Wow.” she said. 

“You want in on this magic action? I bet you do.” he said. 

“Yeah, I do.” she said, almost breathlessly. Watching Cameron change had been so hot, and she couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to go through something like that herself. 

“Good.” He said simply as he poured some of the contents of the flask, a purplish liquid, into her glass of punch. It swirled with the red drink and made a beautiful kaleidoscope of colors. “Drink up and we’ll have some fun.” he spoke as he handed her the cup.

She sighed. This was a big step to take in such a short amount of time. Just ten minutes ago she didn’t know this was possible, and here she was taking a magically enhanced glass of punch from a clown who had transformed a friend of hers into a weird bobble-head thing. It was madness, but it was fun and exciting, so she had to go for it. 

She glugged down the entire glass of punch in one go and immediately felt it’s effects. She began to tingle all over and she tasted a strong hint of booze. 

“A special blend all on my own. When I am not entertaining parties, I practice mixology. Want to open my own bar someday.” the clown said. 

“It’s *hic* very strong stuff.” she said as she felt her body growing more tingly with each passing second and then...she began to shrink. 

“You like the shrinking thing?” she said. 

“Well, you see I am here on a mission, I have a collection of small clowns and I want more, so yes. I do!” he giggled. 

Unlike Cameron, her clothes were not shrinking. Her t-shirt and skirt combo were swiftly swallowing her up, and she was loving the sensation of it all. Looner stood up from his chair and walked over, looking down at her, and she looked up at him watching him loom taller and taller over her. Her shoes hit the floor with a useless thud and she kicked her feet as she dangled. 

“Holy *hic* shit, man.” she said. She felt drunk. Drunker than she had in a very long time and she could still taste the drink, like it were still running down her throat. She stepped out of her clothing now only two feet tall and still dwindling. She looked down and her stomach rumble and it made her laugh as she hiccuped again. 

“Ah, now comes the FUN part.” Looner announced. 

She felt her stomach swell up and she looked down to see it growing larger, and stretching out wider, taking her hips and butt along for the journey. She looked down and watched as her lower half was absorbing her legs, bringing her height down a different way. She giggled and laughed, hiccuping even more as the booze settled into her belly, sloshing about in the now massive belly. 

“Gosh, I feel so drunk so fast.” she muttered as she wobbled about on her chair as she now reached a final height of 10 inches tall. Her feet began to wobble and stretch out from beneath her huge gut, getting larger and thicker to support her frame. She then noticed that her sizeable breasts were melting away into her chest until they were little more than an A-Cup. This gave her a massive pear shape that amused Looner. 

“Good look!” he said as she continued to morph and change. Her head shrank smaller still, while her ears inflated and enlarged sitting on the sides of her head like fleshy flappy wings. Her long red hair flowed upwards into a tube of tightly woven curls before shrinking down so it looked like she was mostly bald. Her nose grew out into a long red tube that curled slightly at the end, bending downward slightly. She giggled drunkenly at the feelings her body was giving her as Looner picked her up and set her on the table between their chairs and worked some of his magic on the clothing she had been wearing, making a cute little tutu-style skirt and a polka dotted top that would hug her every curve. ‘

He helped her slip into the new outfit, which also included new underwear and even a new pair of shoes he conjured out of the remains of her flats. Soon she was dressed as a silly oddly shaped clown. She walked about, testing out her new form, and heard the liquid inside of her sloshing about. 

“So, Sloshy. How do you like being perpetually drunk and full of booze.” he asked. 

“It’s *hic* Exciting. This party is *hic* the best!” she squealed in delight as he brought her over to Ryan at the table. 

“Got a new friend. Formerly Jenna, now Sloshy. What do you think?” the clown asked his small friend. 

“Golly, Jenna looks great! Nice to meet ya, Sloshy!” he said. 

“Same to *hic* you, Ryan.” she replied. 

“We really need to get you a new name.” Looner remarked as he patted them both on the head before heading back out to see the other guests of the party.