The Conversion Booth: Conclusion, part 2

[rododoro3]

The Conversion Booth: Conclusion, part 2

"Are you sure about this?" I ask.
My friends emphatically nod.
"Come on, you know how you like photo booths."
I gulp, and push my quarter in.
I step into the Conversion Booth.

"Hello, and welcome-"
"To the Conversion Booth? Hi, my name's Jacob, what's yours?"
"Jeannie." she blinks slowly.
"Oh, so it's time..."
"Huh?" I ask.

"Oh, never you mind. Have you ever wanted to be someone else?"
"Nope, never."
"Have you.... Ever been unsatisfied with your own body?"
"Nah."
"DO YOU WANT TO BE HOT?!" she fumes.
"I guess, but nothing can beat my current hotness."

I pout at her.
She sighs, exasperated.
"Look, kid, I've been having troubles with the booth, and-"
"Yeah, yeah, it's fine, just take my photo and let me go already."
She stops.
"Take your photo? Hmm."

I nod.
"Yes, do it quickly please, my friends are waiting."
She looks at me, and the world flashes white.


I blink. For a moment, I think her eyes are purple, but they're normal, brown.
"Here you go!" she says, handing me a photo.
"It'll take a few minutes to develop. Have a good day!"
I exit the booth, but my friends aren't there.
"Huh. They must've gotten bored, although I was only there for 2 minutes or so."

I blow on the photo, waiting until the brown ink develops.
"Ah, here we go... What the fuck?"
The photo is empty. It's just the backdrop of the Conversion Booth, and I'm nowhere to be seen.
"Meh, only a quarter wasted. Lets go home."

On my way, I stop to help a man pick up his things.
"You're haunted." he whispers, as I hand him his razor.
"Huh?"
"Caitlyn, Caitlyn!" he screams, running away from me.
I could've sworn I saw a rabbit waiting for him.

"What's up with everyone today?"
A shopkeeper motions for me to come closer, so I do.
"Hey, kid, this is a special tiara." He motions to an ornately decorated crown.
"If you wear it, it'll make you a fairy."
I back away slowly.
"Uh, no thanks."

I bump into a horse.
"Woah, there, if you want to touch my animals you need to look more like a jockey!" shrieks a short lady with a flowery hat, her eyes flashing purple.
"I'm sorry, I didn't-"
Wait, is she growing taller?
Since when was that horse so big?

When my pants drop I realize I've gotten smaller.
"That's much better." she says, but I'm already running away.
"Sausages! Sausages for two dollars! Sausages!" yells a street vendor.
Suddenly, I'm so hungry. So, so, so hungry.
"I'll take your largest!"

His eyes glow purple.
"Wish granted!"
I bend over, groaning in pain.
It feels like someone kicked my crotch. Hard.
I feel a stirring under my fingers.

"Ungh!" I gasp, as my dick grows.
It's so big!
I try to contain it, but I can't, and it rips clean out of my underpants, my pants discarded somewhere along the street.
"Ooh, boy, you look like you need some help with that." says a blond girl beside me.
I barely have time to turn around, and she's already on her knees, sucking me off.

"What-"
I don't get much out before she shoves a lock of her hair in my mouth.
"Here, eat this. You need to be much more of a stud!"
"Mmmmph?!"
Her eyes glow purple.
"Here we go!"

My entire body bulks up so fast my shirt explodes off my mass.
I groan as I feel the heat, the sexiness, of my newfound muscle.
Suddenly, body hair erupts out of my skin, swirling around my pectorals, shimmying down my abs, until finally reaching my donkey dick.
Then I notice something odd.
"Wait a second, I'm not blond!"

The blond, still sucking, manages, "Now you are!"
I stumble backwards, and she swirls her tongue around expertly, and I finally come.
Spent, I slump over.
"Gosh, that was delicious!" exclaims a male voice.
I open my eyes to see a weedy blond nerd.
"Like my change?" he gloats, flexing his nonexistent muscle.

"I need to get out of here!" I moan, and start running.
I bump, head first, into the first vendor.
"Ah, so you want to try it on. Here you go!"
I feel the tiara drop on my head.

My face is burning! Why, what, how-
I bury it in my hands, only to feel my facial features changing, narrowing, strengthening.
My ears peak into points, my nose sharpens, my chin clefts, my mouth narrows, my eyes widen.
I look into the shop's mirror, and I don't recognize myself.
An elf like, stocky, short blond hairy bodybuilder is staring back at me.

"I forgot to mention! The owner of the tiara gets one wish!"
I sigh in relief.
"I wish everything was normal!"




I make my way out of Vendor street, with the shopkeepers vying to sell me magical items.
Not that I need them, with my fantastical looks.
I unfurl my pink, fluttering wings, letting them glisten in the sunlight, enjoying the looks from passersby.
It's not every day you get to see Oberon, the gay fairy king, right?



Jeannie grins.
"Happy April 1st! Beware of pranks!"
She winks, and for a moment... her eyes flash purple.

[rododoro3]

So I spent today procrastinating instead of working on the new series.
It's not my fault! April fools gave me a great excuse.
Idea taken and expanded upon from a storyline in cyoc.

Enjoy