Tiffany and Belle slid in the back of the car... The new squirrel-girl could feel... something wasn't right. Not at all... sure she had not really got used to being a girl or even... all the things that existed down there. The strange magic she held might have caused some other weird transformation. What could be causing it though?
She cupped her hand below her chest and felt... odd. "It couldn't be..." Two new breasts had appeared below her normal ones. The sensations were all the more disturbing for how pleasant they felt.
Michelle nonchalantly sat in the front of the car along with Skylar. "So, you're not exactly bothered that your boyfriend got turned into a bra?" Asked the fox-girl curiously. She thought she should be freaked out...
Skylar giggled rather nonchalantly. "It's not your typical brand of magic sure. Transmutation into physical objects... not something I've seen often. I'm more a Wave mage- well my mother was, I inherited some of her gear..."
"Wave mage? So water? Wait- you do magic? You know magic too?"
"Yeah I know magic. God no I'm not an elementalist! I do Music!" The girl gestured to what looked like an I-pod- but in actual fact, looked more like a retro walkman. "My mother basicly wrote a song that opened up a portal to my world a few decades ago... met my father, had me, and we worked out the power of music from there. I got a few songs recorded by music-masters that let me travel to other dimensions. Niffy eh?" There were some strange symbols on it. With a click of a button melodious music flowed out and a strange blue aura surrounded the car.
Outside the window of the car in strangely muted colours one could see fields of strange flowers, a forest.. nothing at all that looked like Earth. However the view turned to normal as soon as Skylar turned off the tape.
Michelle looked in awe. They had just made contact with some kind of travelling mage! This day was getting better and better. "I must admit we've never had much experience of magic. So I take it there's a huge magical community that nobody has seen or heard of?"
"Hell yeah!" Skylar nodded rocking to the song. "I'm not native to this world. I just go where the music takes me." She gestured to her tape-player. "The music must have brought me to you guys. Coincidences don't happen when magic is involved." She grinned a bit sheepishly to the fox-girl. "Most magic folk don't show their true form. You guys haven't figured out how to hide then?"
"Hide?" Tiffany asked suddenly from behind. Her cute red ears twitched in excitement. "We can hide our form?"
"Course you can! Didn't your parents show you?" Skylar glanced back to her oddly.
"We- uh- we're not-"
Michelle quickly held her hand to Tiffany to silence her. "We kind of missed out on that last lesson. We don't have any family any more and we ended up together as a result."
Skylar gave a sorrowful look. "Bummer. Well, for each of the animal folk its different from what I know. You got to focus... and it sort of just happens." she then glanced behind in the mirror. "So, what you going to do about Derek's curse? You going to resolve it or not?"
Tiffany glanced up. "I- I don't know..."
"Look just wear the bra, I'm sure Derek will survive it. He knew he was getting into trouble when he was interested in a magic girl like me anyway." She winked. "I was going to show him my world eventually, we didn't expect to find trouble here though."
"Heh, Tiffany can be a lot of trouble." the fox woman laughed. "However we should fix what we can... so you'd better slip it on I doubt Derek would appreciate being trapped any longer than necessary."
"Are you both crazy?" Tiffany asked fuming.
Skylar shrugged. "Hey, Magic is an experience girl, for Derek it's going to be this." Skylar offered as if this was quite normal. "Though if you do it again intentionally, I will magic-duel you as a new experience."
At this both Michelle and Skylar roared with laughter.
Michelle really liked her new friend. She was so.. wild, so carefree even with the strangest of things. What was this other world like? "Skylar, you are so crazy thanks for the lift." She smiled.
Tiffany pouted on the back seat, arms folded. Her huge squirrel tail almost.. soft and welcoming to rest against her back. She was put off by how relaxing it was and instinctevely curled up to it before she knew what she was doing. Were they seriously asking her to break Derek's curse by wearing... him? "Why don't you two do it..."
"Hey I would, but we're not equipped. Yes I am pretty observant too." Skylar giggled again. "Say Michelle, why don't you slide one of those tails back here, it looks really cool. I doubt having it back there all bunched up is comfortable."
Michelle looked surprises for a moment. Was Skylar.. making moves on her? Or... well.. it would be a bit more comfortable she guessed. She relaxed her tail to its more natural curve, inching closer to Skylar's personal space. It.. tickled her a little on her skin- then the contact made her feel.. something... Michelle could feel her well of power connect Skylar now. This new strange magical sense giving her an insight that allowed her to feel skylar was different... not native... she could tell this by her touch. It was like a... connection to her very soul.
"I love your fox tails. You know I think you're pretty hot, though my boyfriend would be super jealous if he heard that." Skylar winked.
"Get a room you two." Tiffany fumbled a bit with the bra in her hand. She wasn't even sure 'how' to wear it... The two new nipples felt like they itched a lot. she scratched at them somewhat, but this only served to make them...tingle. Thank goodness nobody could see it! She contemplated her very real and difficult moral decision that.. well.. she never ever thought she would be in a situation to consider. This bra.. it was a person. He had a family, he was cursed by her magic... she was right now the only one that could remove the curse by... by... just by wearing him? Was it really so wrong to do that? What a perverted thing to even do with these curses... She had to get control of it.. of that little voice inside her head... why did her subconscious do this?
'Well you were not wearing a bra, you felt like you could use one... so poof.'
'I would never! I'm a guy!'
'Your body craves what it craves, don't blame me for your subconscious desires'
'Then why did I get.. more boobs too?'
'Silly, your body isn't under control of your subconscious. You're not a shapeshifter...'
'Who are you anyway?' Tiffany asked..
'The best way to explain it...I'm magic-you.'
Tiffany balled her hands in a wave of anger. Her subconscious desires were not under her control.. and this body had new sensations that multiplied that magic. Worse that voice in her head- or was it? Was she imagining it.. she had to glance behind to make sure the statue wasn't following them. She was in so much trouble... still she did have to fix this... She held up the bra carefully.. pulling back her top as she tried to put it on.
The material felt really soft... in contrast to the rougher material of her top irritating all four "“ FOUR "“ of her nipples. It's pretty clear now why women prefer to wear them. Though, most of them only had to worry about two Instead, Tiffany got to feel an extra dose of weirdness. She had not really even got used to her top pair of breasts, but now she's feeling them pressing down against yet ANOTHER pair of mounds.
Then Skylar turned the car left to get to a main road.
"Hey-" Tiffany protested with a sudden gasp, her eyes very wide.
"What?" Michelle asked glancing back.
"N-Nothing." she huffed acutely aware of the increased movement their shifting causes. She glanced quietly to the mouse girl who had been quite silent, just watching the passing countryside with awe. "Okay- I'll... put this bra on. Nobody look please."
Skylar gave a little giggle. "You're friend's pretty weird. I'm guessing she's like- your apprentice or something?"
"What! No! She- I- we-"
"It's okay hun," Skylar said with a roll of her eyes. Tiffany acted as if she never wore a bra before. Then again maybe she was new to the idea of people being transformed like this. "Honestly, don't worry about it. Magic is pretty normal in my world and this is hardly the worst curse I've seen. People have been turned into furniture, used as cutlery and well- other things. At least this one is easily resolved." She then had a naughty look as she glanced back to Michelle. "Hey I got an idea, you want to join us in this party? Someone like you could really mix it up. You could show your magic to everyone."
Tiffany frowned slightly as she put back her clothes on. The new bra snugly on her... The bra Didn't do all that much, but then, that was hardly surprising... Even if there was a person trapped inside it it was not much more than an item of clothing after all right now. A very odd item of clothing that Tiff would HAVE to wear, if she didn't want to leave him trapped that way
'You'll turn him back after I wear him...?' Tiffany mentally asked. 'and.. I go back to... a guy maybe?'
'A guy? You're so silly Tiffany. You're a girl now! But I suppose I could go easier on you and take you back down to two breasts. Pity really, you do look cute like that. All the boys will lust after you twice as much... you are curious about that aren't you?'
'No! I'm not! Just.. turn him back...'
'Sure sure, he'll turn back after 24 hours.... Though... tempting isn't it.. what other depraved thoughts could you consider with this helpless individual...'
'I- I don't want to... I don't want to hurt him...'
'Hurt him? Some people would love to be in his position.. go ahead and imagine it... you have such a lovely imagination dear...'
She could only imagine what it would feel like to be put in that kind of a position. To be helpless, lifted and shifted around without any bearing on the situation. She could just drop him off in a cupboard, or a clothing store, and no one would ever know But as the car shifted again, causing a very noticeable jostle in her chest, she reminded herself that If she wanted any chance of getting back to just TWO of these things instead of four She'd probably better wear it for a day. Somehow, she's sure this.. 'magic her' would ensure that wearing Derek was always entirely possible Until and if when he turned back.
"Earth to Tiffany," waved Michelle' in the front seat. "You in or out then? Want to go to the party?"
"I want to go!" The mouse girl Belle suddenly looked excited. "I never been to a human party before."
"Huh? Party?" Tiffany blinked. No- Mike- uh- Michelle- you got that job remember? You can't party- and- you're a fox! We should hide-"
Skylar blinked. "Ah don't worry about that. Just say its a costume, who's seriously going to care?"
Michelle's eyes glowed " No Tiffany. I. don't. work." Her fingers tightened subtly on the car seat, fingernails sharpening just enough that she tore the soft leather. " and I think I'd quite like to go to a party, yes. It will be fun I'd invite Tiff, but I'm sure she's MUCH too much of a stick in the mud. Besides... She's got WORK tomorrow." The last phrase an almost bitter stab at the squirrel girl in the back
Tiffany felt that strange well of... odd feelings inside her. She didn't know why Michelle was... angry at her? She.. was only trying to help as she quietly tried to hold back the well of emotions. Emotions that suddenly started to spark as magical energy out of her tails.
"What the heck are you doing now!" Michelle shouted behind.
"Oh boy... hold on," said Skylar. "Well, we're going to make one heck of an entrance. Now the car is flying..."
