“I just don’t get this,” Cassidy sighed, “What is your deal with our neighbors and trying to beat them? This isn’t a competition and frankly, I don’t think they’ll care.” It was the second day of the yearly neighborhood garage sale. It was a time when the whole area come together to form a huge sale extravaganza. Every home was selling or almost practically giving away old or unneeded things they didn’t want any more or stuff they homemade. It was a huge event and it brought the community closer to each other… in theory anyways.
“It is!” Traci stated, looking up from her work bench, “Those fools next door are selling things that can transform people! That’s high level magic and they are practically giving away that crap!”
Her superior rolled her eyes and replied, “Technically, it’s high level science since it’s using regular or manufactured chemicals to alter a person’s genetics. There’s no magic or mystical ingredients in it.”
Traci huffed in response, going back to her work and focusing on filling some metal spray cans with light blue liquid that slightly glowed. She was stubborn and frustrated, but also determined to beat her neighbors with real, authentic magic and potion brewing.
Cassidy stared at her for a bit silently, wondering if there would be more of a response besides that huff. However, there wasn’t any and Traci seemed to be solely focusing on her work and ignoring anyone else now. Her friend knew it probably wouldn’t do any good waiting longer. Besides one other woman, Traci was the most stubborn and prideful member of this witch’s coven.
Their coven had moved into the neighborhood a year or so ago, having left behind their original home dimension in search of a new place where it would be more accepting of their kind. Green witches like themselves had a bad reputation for being troublemakers and chaotic, which was sadly not unfounded in some cases. As such, going to a new world where the fantastical was more common place would be a better choice for them. All seemed well too at first, but after that last garage sale, some members of the coven were shocked by what they saw the next door neighbors selling.
It was something called Costume in a Can, a product from a company that previously went under two years ago. It had the ability to change a person’s appearance on a genetic and physical level so that they would resemble some sort of girl or woman from an anime (some cans focused on one particular series instead of being completely random in some cases). To witches, transformation was a complicated and complex art of magic that only very few would ever dare to do and fewer would be able to perform without it backfiring. Most places or people with no experienced that tried to dabble with transformation only end up causing problems for themselves and the people around them. As such, most witches saw it as a foolish and crazy thing for anyone or any company to do or attempt, even with so-called “science” on their side. So, for someone to be able to sell something that should be so difficult to master, understand, or with no magic experience at all… it could be a tad insulting and a low blow to someone who had spent years studying this particular art like Traci had.
She finished filling twenty metal spray cans with the potion she brewed and screwed the lids down on each of them. “There we go,” she said, sighing a breath of relief, “Twenty more cans ready for sale. Let’s see how those losers compare to the real and natural deal.”
“I’m sure they’ll shivering in their shoes,” Cassidy flatly responded.
“Of course,” Traci smiled, looking at the coven’s leader, “Sure, you can buy a lot of easy TF potions from a bankruptcy sale on the cheap and flip them… but the real deal? My stuff? People will want that! I bet they’re flying off the table in the yard as we speak. Now, be a dear and apply warning labels to each bottle so I can go see my success in action.”
With that, Traci happily trotted out of the witchy laboratory, her green breasts slightly jiggling in her low cut shirt. She left the dusty interior of the house and stepped out onto the lawn below the warm and shining sun. The other members of the coven were there already with their little tables and stuff to sell. Some were talking up their enchanted items to onlookers, while others were charming and flirting with the customers to encourage them to buy lots of their potions.
Traci went passed them all and approached a table placed right against the fence, so that her neighbors could clearly see her and her setup. Sitting at the table an adorable looking witch around 15 or so with long ponytails. In front of her were Traci’s specially created spray potion bottles. The sun shined and reflected off them brightly, while a sign resided next to them, saying: “True Costume in a Can. A new and varied anime babe in each one!”
Traci stepped besides the girl, leaning forward so that she noticed her. The busty green woman smiled and said in a friendly tone, “Hey Eve! How are things going around here?
Eve looked her, a bit surprised by her sudden appearance. She half smiled and said in a naturally sweet and higher pitch voice, “H-hey Traci. Things are… things are going okay… I guess…”
“What do you mean by that?”
Eve scratched the back of her neck with her dark green fingernails nervously. “Well…” she started slowly, “Things could be better… but they could be worse though!”
“….no… no one has bought a single can yet.” Eve’s head lowered in shame.
“WHAT?!” Traci gasped, taken aback by the news, “H-how…. How is that possible?!”
“I’m sorry,” Eve apologized, her eyes looking at the ground, “But it’s like I told you… You need to sell these things cheaper. People are not going to want to buy your spray bottles at twenty dollars apiece.”
“But that’s what they’re really worth when you factor in the costs, the labor, the cans themselves…”
“Bbbbuuuutt this is a garage sale where people are looking for cheap and affordable treasure or finds. With JD and Rachel selling the same thing next door for far less, people will naturally want to go to them, no matter how better your things are.”
Traci growled under her breath and then glanced over the fence. She looked at the sale that was going on over there and got madder. There were customers of all age, race, and sex lined up in front of a table where that factory made crap was at. JD and his roommate Melissa were busy handling the sales, while his girlfriend, Rachel, was watching happily as she brought more of the cans out from the garage. For a second, Rachel looked in Traci’s direction and appeared to smirk. At least, that’s what the stacked green witch thought in her mind.
“Those assholes think they can show me up?!” Traci now hissed, “A real witch who can make the real damn deal?!”
“I’m sure they don’t think that or think little of you,” Eve tried to reassure her. However, she paused for a moment, like something had just occurred to her. After the moment passed, she meekly added, “Wweeelllll… maybe Rachel might…”
Traci fumed and looked like she was about to explode right there. However, her rage quelled for a time when she spotted something of interest to her. Two young teenagers were looking at the line quietly from the end of JD & Rachel’s driveway. One of the teens, a red haired one, looked frustrated at what he was seeing. After a bit, he pulled his friend away and the two started to walk down the sidewalk towards the witches’ home.
She grinned as a light bulb went off in her head. She hopped over the table, somehow not knocking over anything and ran over to them, her breasts jiggling and shaking from the sudden burst of energy. “H-hey boys!” she huffed when she reached the top, taking a moment to catch her breath, “You seem upset. That line too long for ya over there?”
The smallest of the two blushed upon seeing her breasts bounce like that, but his friend didn’t seem to pay it any attention. “Yeah,” the redhead answered, “I heard about those people and how they always sell these cool spray bottles every year. Apparently though, everyone wants one though and we ain’t waiting over an hour to get one.”
“Hmm,” Traci nodded, “Well that’s a shame. I have some good news for you two then. I’m selling the same thing, but only better since it’s all natural magic and not made with boring old science and chemicals.”
The two glanced at the table where Eve, who waved to them politely, and the cans were. “They’re rather expensive,” the meek boy with blond hair replied, looking at the price tag hanging from the table’s front.
“Well…” Traci said, quickly stammering out a response, “It… it may seem like that, but… but you get to have one free spray! You’ll get to transform into someone different for about an hour and see what it’s like. I guarantee that once you try it, you’ll see that it’s a fair price.”
The meek one asked his friend, “I dunno Ron… this seems like a setup or a disaster waiting to happen.”
Traci retorted, “I assure you two, this is not a setup nor is there any strings attached. It’s just one quick spray and you can see the REAL magic in action!”
Ron looked at her for a second before turning to smile at his friend. “It’ll be fine Sean,” Ron stated, “Besides, don’t you want to try looking and being someone different?”
“…I guess,” his friend answered back quietly.
“That’s the spirit!” Traci happily said with a big grin. She grabbed a random bottle from the table and aimed it at the two, “Now it’s time for a quick change!”
She gently sprayed the two with the bottle on one of their sleeveless arms. The blue liquid hit their skin and immediately soaked into it. “Whoa!” Ron exclaimed excitedly, “Cool! When will it start?”
“It should begin…” Traci said, “Right now!” At that second, the hair on both of their arms began to dissolve and fade away. Their skin became slightly lighter in tone as it also became very smooth and soft. The change went up their arms and to their shoulders. From there, it spread out to the rest of their bodies, removing body hair and clearing up any blemishes. All that was left was the hair on their heads and their eyebrows, which thinned a tad. Their skin became completely soft and perfect in just 10 seconds flat.
“…whoa…” Sean quietly said to himself as he felt his arms.
“That was neat!” Ron added, also doing the same thing.
“My special spray potion guarantees quick results with no pain or annoyances, outside of the potential tightness or looseness in one’s clothing,” Traci proudly said, sounding like a pitchwoman, “Plus, your body odor completely shifts as well so that you smell more like a woman. I’d like to see that cheap crap over there try to do that!”
Sean’s blond hair started to change next, becoming brighter and shinier in a way. A small blotch of pink had appeared amongst the blond. It stood out by its lonesome self until more blotches began to appear. They started slowly at first, but rapidly spread more and more as each one showed up. Soon, there was no trace of his former color, but the thing was, that wasn’t the end of that change. No, his new pink hair length down his neck as well, reaching down until it hit his neck’s base. A tuff of his hair fell in front of his face as well, curving slightly to the left.
Ron, in a joking manner upon seeing the change, exclaimed, “Aww. That’s a cute shade on you!” As he spoke that, a small bunch of the hair on the top of his head stood up. Some went straight up, while some went up a tad before drooping downwards. Then from the tips of the new cowlicks, a dark shade of blue began to descend and the blanket the red color. The new shade eventually reached the rest of his hair and then commenced to spread out, changing the rest of the color to blue. As it did though, his mane also thicken and grew out, stretching to just below his chin level. Finally, once the coloring had stopped, some of the hair fell in front of his face as well, but not too much.
Sean looked at Ron, seeing the new hairstyle, remarking, “Well that’s a very anime-ish style you’re sporting now.”
Traci smiled and added, as Ron fiddled with his new locks, “Just as intended.”
“How long will this take?” Sean asked the witch with an unusually strong sounding tone, “I don’t want to be here all day.” He blinked and there was a slight darkening in his green eyes.
“Well how about that?” Ron chuckled, a new minor gentleness emerging in his voice, “Never thought I hear that tone from ya.”
The pink haired teen blushed, his eyes looking even browner. “I… I don’t know where that came from honestly…”
Traci butted in, “Well that’s just natural. Sometimes there’s a slight personality shift on occasion. It’s a rare side effect in potions where you don’t intend on your transformation potions changing a person’s mind or personality. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine!”
“That’s good,” Sean said in a more tough-ish manner. He sighed a breath of relief and rubbed his eyes, which went unfocused and felt irritating for a brief second.
Ron gave him a reassuring smile, observing his friend’s new brown eyes. Unknown to him, the former redhead’s own eyes had now rapidly changed to green themselves.
Then for a second, Ron felt like something was off with the way he was looking at Sean. He instantly figured it out: He was now looking up at his friend instead of down like usual. It seemed like there was a sudden change in height difference between the two, with him having now shrunk several inches while Sean ended up gaining them in return.
Ron tried to comment on this, but when he opened his mouth, he began to cough. It must be the potion he thought to himself, noticing how with each cough it brought about a far lighter and softer sound from his mouth.
“Are you o…” Sean tried to ask, but soon found himself coughing as well. The tone in his own voice changed in addition, but it somewhere between both soft & feminine and also strong & boyish.
Almost as soon as the coughing began, it just as quickly stopped. The two, who had been coughing to the side and away from others, looked back at each other and saw new girly mugs staring back. Their voices weren’t the only things to have changed during that fit it had appeared. Ron’s face was softer, had bigger eyes, and a more roundish face; making him look like a younger girl. Sean’s face had soft features as well, but had instead stern looking eyes and a sharper nose & chin. He looked like a more serious minded older teenage girl in comparison to his buddy.
Sean looked over his friend before a smirk crossed his face. He opened his mouth to say, a tomboy voice emerging from it, “My my, aren’t you just the cutest looking one now.”
Ron seemed disappointed as he looked at a mirror that Eve magically made appear to show them their current forms. He said softly, “I was hoping to turn into some tough anime babe like Roxy from Black Lagoon.”
Traci shrugged, “Sorry kid; it’s all random and up to luck.”
As the green witch explained things to Ron, Sean suddenly found himself smiling. There was this sudden wave of power and energy that coursed through his entire body. He looked at his arms as a thought and urge to flex one of them came to him. He happily did so, flexing his right arm and feeling strangely stronger than before. That new sensation materialized then, his scrawny arms suddenly thickening.
Muscle mass started in building and pushed against his skin, showing visible results. The same thing happened with his recently elongated legs, with them gaining more definition and tone to them. There were also some alterations underneath his shirt in his torso region, giving him a far more toned abdomen that would be fit for a girl who kept in regular shape.
As for Ron, the reverse happened. He felt a strange loss instead, like that some of his strength had left him. He looked from his arms to his legs and then back again. They appeared skinner than before and when he tried to flex him, there was less muscle bulging back. He lifted his loose fitting shirt, showing a softer stomach region. After all of that time at the gym and in the martial arts studio, all of his work was gone. While nowhere near as skinny or thin as he felt, he was certainly smaller than he once was.
Traci seemed to notice his disappointment and was about to try to say some words of encouragement, but found herself being confronted by Sean. Hhe ecstatically stated, “This is soooo awesome! I feel incredible; like I can take on the world!”
“Good for you…” Ron glumly sighed.
Traci jumped in then, interjecting, “Anyhow, you soon-to-be girls are in the home stretch now. You can say goodbye to zipper accidents and hello to womanhood!”
“This isn’t permanent, is it?”
Traci chuckled and said to the glumly individual, “Of course not!”
Sean seemed almost disappointed. “Well,” he half-smiled, “I’m almost sad that it isn’t. Oh well…”
With those words, he felt a squeezing sensation in his lower regions. He looked down and saw that his pants were stretching on the sides. While the front of them were suspiciously flat, the hip area of his pants were pushing outwards and creating wide curves. His back area also started expanding out as his butt inflated and gained circumference. It didn’t become too noticeable, but the results made it a pain to wear those formally fitting denims.
Of course, as that happened, Ron underwent more changes as well. His own hips expanded too, though not equal in width as Sean’s did. There was only just a slight feminine curve to them. The real change and more noticeable growth was in the rear. His butt expanded quickly, stretching the back of his cargo shorts quite a bit. His rear was more roundish and plump, which awkwardly stood out in his tight clothing that highlighted every bit of it. Ron then blushed a bit with a nervous smile, while Sean did the same, but with a more confident one. They felt much different now, even more so than the previous ones.
Traci noticed that change in them and smiled to herself, knowing they’ve shifted into full-on girl mode, minus the breasts. She glanced over at her neighbor’s place, a sense of cocky pride filling her body. She bet that crappy stuff they were sellin’ didn’t leave their customers with the same sensation and feeling as her stuff did.
Ron felt her butt, feeling a tad dismayed. She said in a hush tone, “This isn’t really what I was hoping for.”
“What were you expecting?” Sean asked, not unknowing as the final change started setting in quickly. Fatty tissue began building up around her flat chest and slowly push it outwards.
“Basically what you became,” she sighed, envious of her friend’s more physical and alethic physique. She slightly blushed, feeling something unusual around her chest just then. She was starting to grow her own breasts, but they were expanding much quicker and faster than her friend. There was some tenting going on with her shirt already in just a few seconds.
“And now we enter endgame,” Traci said to the two, noticing their breasts starting to come in.
Sean start to blush as well, now noticing an irritation in her upper body region. Her budding breasts were beginning to rub against her shirt. She poked at him and slightly giggled, finding each poke being pushed back ever so slightly. She said with a goofy grin, “This feels so weird and different… not bad… but weird… and neat!”
Her breasts slowly became more noticeable as she prodded her chest. They tent against her shirt hard, having caused it to stretch around her perky mounds. They soon reached high B to low C-cup portions before stopping, completing her womanly transformation. Ron’s chest, on the other hand, continued expanded rapidly, pushing much harder against her shirt. The clothing piece strained harshly against the heavy breasts, acting almost like spandex, highlighting every curvy inch of them. With one last push, they reached D-cup size and thankfully stopped.
Traci looked the two over closely. Nothing about them looked boy-ish or male anymore outside of their ill-fitting clothes. There were only two girls standing there now: one who seemed unsure of herself and the other who seemed to be loving every bit of her new body. Traci cleared her throat after gawking at them enough, “So ladies, what do you think of the new you [even though it’s rather obvious how you feel]?”
Sean cried out in joy, happily saying, “This is awesome! I feel incredible! I think I’m going to have a great time like this!”
“I’m a bit disappointed,” Ron sighed, “While I’m sure this form may be fine for others, it’s not for me. I wanted to look like a cool badass, not some little girl with boobs and a big butt.”
Traci rubbed her chin, “So no spray can for you then?”
Sean blurted out, “I’ll take his and several more!!”
Traci was a little surprised by that outburst, but only for an instant. She smiled, liking the girl’s eagerness. Sean continued, “I’ll take at least three please! Gimme gimme!!”
“But of course,” the busty witch smirked, thinking about how she just showed up Rachel and the others, “Talk to my cute little friend behind the table and she’ll hook you up, as a long as you pay.”
Sean rushed past her and to the table eagerly, Ron slowly following behind. ‘Good,’ Traci continued to think, ‘that was a good start, but…’
Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed some onlookers from over the fence that were in line. They seemed curious about what they just saw and how the boys had changed. Traci gave them a warm smile and waved them over. They looked at each other for the briefest of moments and then headed over to the witch’s yard.
Traci looked at the coming group happily, knowing she just stole more of her rivals’ customers. She looked from them and then to her competition. Only JD seemed to notice the people depart, watching the group leave the driveway. At that time, he also then saw that Traci was looking at him. She gave him a wicked smiled and flipped the bird in his direction before going to greet her new customers.
JD only gave a baffled look and thought to himself, ‘Why did she just do that?’