Costume in a Can Season 2: Double Dosed

    “I had it up to here with you and your s**t!” Rachel spat, “Disliking that we’re selling transformation potions that were in made in a factory?  Fine!  But stealing our customers, acting like a total bitch, and summoning a cloud above our home to rain down on us…”

    “Now you can’t prove that was me and not just some crazy freak weather pattern!” Traci retorted.

    “Don’t give me that crap!” Rachel growled, “This is over!  You and me are gonna…”

    “Umm…” a person spoke up, “Ladies?  Can I…”

    “WHAT?!” both of them angrily shouted at him.

    It was the final day of the neighborhood garage sale and things had gotten out of hand.  The rivalry between the witches and their next-door neighbors (well, just one of them from both groups) had exploded.  Rachel and Traci were face to face and bust to bust, angrily shouting at one another over the bitterness that had grown over the past few days regarding their Costume in a Can sales.

    Caught in between them was a young witch apprentice named Eve, who had covered her head with her shirt, and a young man named Jet.  He had stopped by the other day, investigating the mysterious Costume in a Can spray cans that he had heard about.  He had discovered them and seen how effective they were, but before he could buy one, Rachel and Traci broke out into a fight.

    “Okay…” he said, “Shutting up now…”  It looked like the fight was still happening and that nothing had changed at all.  It didn’t appear as if Jet was going to buy any spray cans on the final day.

    Eve poked her eyes out from her shirt.  Muffled, she asked, “Did… did you want to buy something?”

    “Y-yeah…” he said, “But it’s clear that isn’t gonna happen any time soon though.”

    Both women immediately stopped their fight and turned to him.  In unison, they asked, “Buy something?  We got Costume in a Can!”

    “I-I know,” Jet nervously said, “I was just here the other day and…”

    “Here!” Rachel said, pulling out a spray can from out of nowhere, “I have a bottle with me that you can try out!”

    “That stuff is crap!” Traci said, grabbing a bottle from the display table behind her, “You want the real deal!  All natural and none of the factory made s**t!”

    “We’ll see about that!” the blue slime girl spat at her, before turning to Jet with a smile, “Here!  Have a free spray on the house to try it out!”  Before he could react, she sprayed him just a tiny bit with her bottle.

    “Bah!” Traci said, “What you want is the good stuff!  Trust me, you’ll want to try out mine!”  She then proceeded to spray him with her own bottle.

    “Umm…” Eve said, “Is it safe to spray him with two separate bottles of CiaC that were made in two completely different ways with different ingredients?”

    Rachel and Traci looked at each other, then at the now nervous Jet, and then back at Eve.  The two of them simply shrugged and said together, “I dunno.”

    They didn’t have to wait for long for something to happen. The changes began immediately by straightening his black hair.  Hair that went off in all directions started drooping, falling causally down the sides of his face.  That little change didn’t get notice right away… but his hair suddenly growing rapidly certainly did.

    The hair on the back of his head cascaded down his back like a waterfall, stretching to just below his butt.  Hair covering his forehead turned into a sharp, bowl cut, while two large strands rolled down his front until it was at chest level.  “That…” Jet remarked, “That was surprisingly quick.”

    “Maybe both spray cans upped how fast the transformation is?” Eve guessed.

    “I guess…” Jet said, running one of his hands through his locks.  When he pulled his hand back, he discovered that it had transformed as well.  It was far daintier and smaller in size, like a lady’s.  It was also far paler than his own, looking rather unusual when right next to his tanner skin.

    However, that unevenness’ wouldn’t last for long.  The discoloration spread up his right arm and over his back.  Body hair vanished and his skin turned softer, blemishes vanishing all over his form.  In a matter of moments, Jet was completely pale looking.

    “Ooooo!” Rachel commented in a joking fashion, “Looks like someone needs to get into the sun more often.”

    Jet shot a glare at her, which she slightly chuckled at.  Her tone though quickly changed as the glare turned harsher and more serious.  The shape of his eyes went sharper and more angled, while his irises turned from brown into icy cold blue.  The look in his eyes gave the blue girl a shiver, just so mean-spirited and as if he was looking straight through her.

    His face became more angled and sharp as well.  His cheeks flattened and his nose pointed out more, though while still making those parts with a far more feminine shape.  His chin sharpened and his eyebrows angled downwards as well, adding more to the serious expression he had.  While his head had completely feminized, his appearance and look was far more vicious than any of the previous CiaC girls that had come before.

    “Ok…” Rachel nervously said, “I’m sorry for the joke.  Just… cut it out with the death glare, okay?”

    “That’s better,” Jet said, a young woman’s voice coming out of his mouth.

    When he spoke, the front of his shirt began to tent.  Underneath it, fat was building up on his chest region rapidly.  Two small, but growing bumps were taking shape and pushing outwards.  In a matter of moments, they had formed into small breasts.

    And they kept growing and growing.  From A-Cups, they swelled and inflated into large D-cups, that jiggled and shook with each bit of movement from him.  Having reached that size, his shirt had stretched around his globes tightly, highlighting every inch of them to onlookers.

    “Gees these things are heavy,” Jet huffed, poking his chest casually, “How do you girls even deal with these things?”

    “As a slime girl,” Rachel proudly explained, “Our chests are naturally supported, staying firm and perky no matter how old or big we get!”

    “I just use magic to support my chest,” Traci shrugged casually, “Never liked the feel of a bra personally.”

    Jet opened his mouth to ask something else, but soon found himself closing it.  His face went completely red and his eyes slowly turned their gaze downward.  He couldn’t see passed his new breasts, but if he could, he could see something happening with his lower regions.

    The back of his jeans had been ballooning outwards, becoming more bulbous and visible.  His rear end had expanded out into a big bubble butt, his butt crack slightly visible in the back.  His hips widened as well, stretching and almost tearing at the sides of his jeans.  Finally, completing his curvy lower regions, the bulge in the front of his jeans slowly shrank away into nothingness.

    “And there’s womanhood for you!” Traci declared.

    “Hmm…” Rachel said, stroking her chin.  She grabbed the sides of Jet’s shirt and lifted them up, much to the new girl’s irritation.  Doing so, everyone got a clear look at the new girl’s flat and toned stomach, along with her very thin, scrunched in waistline.  Outside of the clothing, nothing about Jet looked the same as before.

    “So…” Jet asked slowly, scratching the back of her head, “Is that it?  There’s no problem then?”

    “I guess not,” Traci shrugged, “You’re a girl now…”

    “Satsuki from Kill La Kill as far as I can tell,” Rachel added.

    “And since there’s been no problem…” Traci said, “All is well then.  Now we can…”

    “Oh I don’t know about that,” Eve spoke up, looking at Jet closely, “She doesn’t seem all that finished to me.”

    Rachel and Traci looked back at Jet, who looked at them rather confusedly.  Unseen by herself, her right hand was darkening.  Instead of being very pale, her skin took on a more normal-ish white skin tone.  Not too pale and not too tan (just slightly whiter than her original tone).

    “What?” Jet asked.  The two ladies pointed at her hand, drawing her attention to there.  She raised her hand up to examine it just as the tanner skin pigment spread down her right arm.  It went up her arm and under her short sleeve.  The next time it was visible, the change in color was on her neck and climbing her face.

    Then all of a sudden, the coloration just stopped… but in a rather unusual way.  Her entire right side of her body, down the center of her nose and to her private region… was a different skin tone.  The right side was the new tone and the left side was very pale.

    “What the hell?” Traci mumbled, pointing Jet at the mirror next to the table to check out what exactly had happened.

    The new girl took one look at the situation and angrily asked, “What the hell is happening to me!!?”

    “Well I guess we know what happens when you spray a person with two different versions of Costume in a Can now,” Eve commented, just shaking her head at what she was looking at.

    “I’m female Two-Face!” Jet declared, her voice changing again.  However, it had an echo-like vibe to it, with it sounding both harsh and vicious, but also friendly and energetic.  The best way to describe it was that it came out sounding like two voices speaking at once.

    All of the people around Jet gave her an odd look, stepping away slightly, not sure what to do or how to react to what was happening.  As they did, another very bizarre change occurred.  Her right breast and butt cheek deflated quite a bit, now much smaller and oddly disproportionate with the rest of her figure.

    The right hair strand residing over her right breast suddenly and rapidly shot back up to her head, like a tape measure snapping back into its container.  Jet jolted a bit in shock as the hair came whipping past her eye all of a sudden.  The strand quickly rejoined with the rest of her mop just as it began morphing once more.

    The right side of her hair frizzled and grew wild.  It turned into a bushy, unkempt mess that went off in direction directions.  Red streaks appeared as some strands curled up or went spiky.  Some of the long hair on her right side of her backside grew back up until it was at ear height.

    “This is crazy!” Jet declared, looking back and forth between the baffled Traci and the confused Rachel, “You… you two have to stop this!”

    “I’m not a science expert,” Rachel said.

    “I may know magic but I can’t stop a spell or potion effect already in progress,” Traci shrugged, “You’ll just have to ride this one out and hopefully, an hour later, you’ll be back to normal and no harm done!”

    “HOPEFULLY?!” Jet exclaimed.  The right side of her face started to morph.  Half of her nose and chin lost its sharp point, filling out and becoming more stereotypical feminine.  Her right cheek puffed up a bit and her eye reshaped so that it wasn’t as fierce or piercing as her left eye.  Lastly, the iris changed color just a tad.  It became brighter blue and not as icy cold as the other.

    With that, Jet had finished her transformation.  She was now two halves of two different girls from the same anime.  “So,” Rachel exclaimed, looking the girl over, “You’re both Satsuki and Ryūko at the same time…”

    “This probably wouldn’t be bad if she had transformed into a combined version of the two instead of being half of each girl,” Eve guessed, “Oh this is not looking good for all of us.”

    “This is your fault!” Traci said, shoving an excusing finger in Rachel’s face, “If you hadn’t sprayed him, this wouldn’t have happened!”

    “WHAT?!” Rachel yelled, “This is your fault you green bimbo!  You sprayed the guy after I did and caused this frickin’ mess!”

    “My Costume in a Can spray is perfectly fine!” Traci growled, “Clearly your inferior product f**ked everything up!”

    “Well how do we know it wasn’t the crap that you made that did this?!” Rachel yelled back.

    The two women returned to yelling at one another, people all around turning to look at the bickering ladies.  Eve sank lower in her chair and Jet moved over to her, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire.  The double-half woman turned from the yelling to the sinking witch, asking, “What now?  Am I stuck like this?  I can’t be stuck nor can I go around looking like this!”

    Eve pointed to the witches’ house behind her and said, “Why don’t you go inside and take it easy for a bit, ok?  You can just relax and hide in there for an hour until you change back.  If you don’t, I’m sure one of the members of the coven will help you out.”

    “Thank you,” Jet nodded, rushing towards the house.

    As she rushed inside, she darted past the coven’s leader, Cassidy.  Cassidy looked at the strange lady rushing past her and then to the yard itself.  She let out an annoyed sigh upon seeing the two women fighting with each other and approached the scene.

    “They’re at it again?” Cassidy asked Eve, a groan emerging from her mouth.

    “Yes ma’am…” Eve said, sinking so far down, her head was nearly below the table.

    “Just great!” Cassidy groaned, her eyes rolling.  She glanced around the area, the yard and street before her.  Everyone was staring at the scene before them with confusion or bewilderment, opting to leave or avoid coming over.

    This isn’t good, Cassidy thought, if these two keep bickering, we’ll lose customers fast!  There goes any last minute money we can make… better fix this.

    She turned her head to right and yelled to another witch, “Beatrice!  Over here now!”

    “Yes?” Beatrice asked with an innocent smile, strolling over rather casually.

    “You see this bickering?” the head witch asked in a frustrated tone, pointing at Traci and Rachel, “Why didn’t you stop this already?”

    “I dunno,” Beatrice shrugged, “Just seemed rather amusing to me.”

    “Well stop this!” Cassidy demanded, “If you don’t, we’ll lose tons of customers!”

    “Well…” Beatrice sighed, acting like an annoyed teenager, “I guess if I have to.  How do you want me to break up this bitch fit?”

    “Quite simple!”  Cassidy stated.  A smirk crossed her face and she calmly, almost rather sinister-like, said, “Please give them a big, LONG timeout.”