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Glenn woke up and stretched his arms. That in itself was unusual, as he’d spent most of the last he wasn’t really sure how long in one pen-reduced form or another, being used as a toy by Rebecca and Kory. Not that he minded, it had been all kinds of fun.

“Hey sweetie,” called Rebecca from the corner of the room. She waved when he looked over at her. “I bet you’re wondering what this is all about.”

Glenn levered himself up to a seated position, balancing a bit uncertainly. “Hey love. What’s up?”

Rebecca spun the magic pen in her hands and grinned. “This is.” She drew a shelf onto the wall above her head, and put the pen on it. “You and Kory need to talk. So I’m taking myself out of the equation for a while.”

She touched her finger into the palm of her left hand, and her body coruscated with eldritch blue light then was gone. Her clothes fluttered to the floor where she’d been standing.

“What? Becky!” cried Glenn. He tried to leap out of the bed, to go to where Rebecca had been. The first part worked, the second not so much. He thudded to the floor, landing on his hips. It was only then that he realized he didn’t have any legs, or much of anything below the belly button. “Crud. How am I supposed to reach the pen?”

“At least you have arms,” came Kory’s sarcastic voice from the bed.

Glenn frowned, and pulled himself back up onto the bed. He looked around, and still couldn’t find the source of the voice. “Kory?”

“Over here. No, this way. Closer.”

Glenn stared down at the pillow. “You’re a pillow? How is that even...”

“Take the cover off, doofus.”

Glenn stripped the pillowcase off the talking pillow, and boggled at what was revealed. Kory’s face sat at the top of a rectangle of flesh. Two rounded swells at the other end of the pillow marked her breasts, though there were no nipples. “What on earth?” he asked.

Kory wriggled in a way that might have been a shrug. “She likes it when I’m helpless. And taking away the fun bits to tease. Kind of glad they’re missing now, though.”

Glenn frowned at Kory’s worried expression. “Why? What, are you afraid of me?”

Kory wouldn’t look him in the eye.

“Kory. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’m only half a man at the moment.”

The pillow snorted. “Oh, that was terrible.”

“Made you smile, though.”

Kory sighed softly, and bobbled a nod. “A little. And you’re right, you’re less threatening like this. I’m just glad you don’t have...” Kory looked alarmed, and stopped speaking.

Glenn’s eyes widened. “The pen? That’s what you’re worried about? Becky put it way up high so I can’t reach it easily.”

Kory’s sigh was more relieved. “Thank goodness.”

Glenn rolled his eyes. “I’m insulted. Not just by you, mind, but also by Rebecca. Getting up to the shelf is hardly going to be a challenge. All I have to do is move the bedside table.”

Kory squeaked in alarm. “No! I’m stuck here with you and the pen?”

“Sorry.”

Kory started squirming, trying to get away. She could move at little more than a snail’s pace.

Glenn cursed. “Snap out of it already! I’m not going to hurt you.”

Kory flumped off the bed, and kept right on going, heading toward the bedroom door. Glenn figured he had at least a minute before she made it, so he ignored her and dealt with the bedside table instead. Clambering up onto the table took little more effort than moving it had, with half his bodyweight missing. He fetched the pen, then started hand-walking after Kory.

Kory squealed even more loudly when Glenn approached her in the hallway. “No! Leave me alone!”

“You’re a pillow, Kory. Where are you going to go?”

Kory backed into the corner, whimpering. Glenn sighed, and hopped back a few steps, well out of reach. “Better?”

“Not really,” replied the pillow, staring at the pen held in Glenn’s right hand.

Glenn settled onto his hips, and put his hands behind his back, hiding the pen. He watched Kory slowly relax, though even the slightest movement of his shoulders would set her to quivering. As if trying to coax out a nervous animal, he settled in to wait, still as a statue.

The silence was eventually broken by a rumble from Glenn’s stomach. “Look, Kory. I need something to eat, I haven’t eaten in... Uh... Geez, how long has it been?”

“A bit over five weeks,” admitted Kory softly. “I... I wouldn’t let Rebecca turn you back.”

“Is that why you’re scared of me? You think I’ll be mad at being your toy for so long?”

“Aren’t you angry?” squeaked Kory. “I know I would be.”

Glenn gestured at Kory’s body, drawing another squeal from her. “How long have you been like that?”

Once Kory had calmed down, she admitted she’d spent the last few days as Rebecca’s pillow.

“Are you mad at Becky for what she did to you?”

“Nnno.” Kory’s reluctant concession was accompanied by a pinkening of her cheeks and much of the rest of her abbreviated body.

“Did you have fun?”

Kory looked away from Glenn. “Yes,” she whispered. “But that was with Becks. I know she won’t...”

“Whatever you’re thinking, I won’t do it. And I’m no more angry than you are. Sure, you turned me into a living toy. I was rock-hard when you played with me, did you think that meant I wasn’t having fun?”

“You’re a guy!” grumbled Kory. “You can’t help it.”

Glenn snorted. “OK, I’ll admit that certain parts of my anatomy aren’t as well behaved as I might like. I don’t have that part right now. And you seemed to have lots of fun with it when it was my only part. Is that the only way you’ll feel safe around me?”

“Will you hate me if I say yes?”

Glenn sighed and turned back to the kitchen. “No. But it’ll be decidedly less fun around here if we can’t get along. Which was probably my sweetie’s point in the first place. Do you need to eat like that? I’m starving.”

Kory didn’t answer, and Glen hand-walked his way to the kitchen, magic pen still clutched in one hand. He tried to give himself usable legs, but his artistic skill was really only suited to tentacles and other curvy bits. After struggling almost as much with tentacle-legs as he had without any, Glenn erased them to prevent traumatizing Kory further. Instead, he dragged a chair into the middle of the kitchen, and used it to reach what he could. The resulting sandwiches weren’t much to look at, but hunger made his taste fine indeed.

Kory inched her way into the kitchen, and asked very softly if she could have something to eat. Glenn set a plate in front of her, on the floor. On it was the second sandwich he’d made.

Kory gave him a dirty look.

“What?”

“I can’t pick up the sandwich, dummy.”

Glenn rolled his eyes. “Sure, insult the guy trying to help. Would you prefer to lap at some cream, or what?”

“Or what,” replied Kory. “Becky fed me bites from her plate.”

“That would require me to come almost within touching distance of you,” said Glen with a hint of sarcasm. “How hungry will you need to get to allow that?”

Kory winced. “Way to make a girl feel low.”

Glenn chuckled softly and patted the floor beside his waist. “You’re already as low as a snake’s belly. Not sure you can go lower.”

Kory giggled for a moment. “I’ve been flatter. She turned me into a sheet.”

“Really? Wild. What was it like?”

Kory wriggled a shrug. “Hard to describe. Nice when you’re being used, though.”

“But you prefer being a pillow?”

Kory’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Yeah. Becks has this way of making me feel both loved and objectified at the same time.”

Glenn smiled. “I know the feeling. Maybe I can be the sheet sometime, while you’re the pillow?”

“Really? I bet Becky would have fun with that. You don’t hate it?”

“Would you?”

Kory looked down at her plate. “No, but I know I’m weird.” She inched forward, and tried to take a bite of the sandwich, but only got a bit of the top layer of bread.

Glenn wiggled his waist a bit closer, and slowly brought an arm forward. Kory didn’t flinch as he lifted up the sandwich so she could take a bite. Instead, she flashed him a grateful smile as she chewed. “Thanks.”

Glenn kept his distance, and fed Kory every bite of the sandwich except the last one, which she lapped from her plate.

“Now the big decision,” said Glenn.

“Hm?”

“Restore you, or restore Rebecca? The way I see it, she’s earned some time as a toy.”

Kory started to grin. “She has, at that.”

Glenn slowly brought the pen forward, and Kory held still while he drew a glyph on her forehead. A tap later, and her limbs flickered into existence behind her, leaving her prone on the floor. Glen dropped the pen and hopped back a step.

Kory picked up the pen then stood to tower over Glenn. “Why give me this power over you?”

“You’re not terrified any more, right?”

Kory giggled, and shook her head. “But... I might be if you were taller. Can... God, this sounds awful, but can we keep you like this for a while?”

Glenn hopped on his hands, and swung his torso back and forth a few times. “Eh, it’s not so bad. I can watch TV and play video games just fine. Will you make sandwiches for me if you keep me like this?”

“Just sandwiches? I can cook a lot better than that.”

“Offer accepted,” said Glenn with a grin. He raised his right arm as high as he could, offering to shake Kory’s.

Kory slowly reached out, then shook it. “What exactly is the deal, then? How long can we keep you like this?”

“As long as you feed me.”

“Seriously?” asked Kory, eyes wide. “You’re half a man, and you’re okay with that?”

“OK, you have to promise to play with me some too. Like before, but restoring me to this the rest of the time.”

“No job to worry about?”

Glenn shook his head. “Welfare bum, that plus Becky’s trust fund and we do okay.”

“So... you’ve just signed on to be our toy?”

Glenn snickered. “Oh, like I hadn’t already. Becks would have let me leave if I’d asked. How about this. You can turn my bottom half into anything you like, including nothing at all like now. Anything more, you need to ask.”

Kory stared down at the pen in her hand, then back to Glenn. “Deal. What about Rebecca?”

“She vanished herself. Leave her that way for a bit. Once we’ve figured out how we’ll get along there’ll be plenty of time to bring her back into the mix.”

Kory nodded slowly. “Okay. That seems fair. Hop up on the couch, I know what I want to do with your lower half now.”

Glenn grinned and hopped over to the couch, then gave an extra-big push to leap his body onto it. “Hah! I can get around just fine like this.”

“You won’t have to.” Kory sketched blue lines into the air under Glenn’s waist, and soon legs were forming. Long, curvy legs.

Glenn peered down at himself then started to laugh. “You made me into a half-girl?”

“You said I could do anything down there. I didn’t expect this reaction, though. You’re not...”

“Mad? Bah. If this makes you happy, it’s a small price to pay. Mobility is good.”

“There’s... one other thing. This one I have to ask, by our deal.”

“And that is?” asked Glenn, warily.

“I want to turn your top half female, too.”

Glenn pursed his lips as he contemplated that. “Why?”

“I like my lovers to have boobs as well as a pussy.”

Glenn cupped imaginary breasts, hefted them. “Can I sell you on just boobs, no other changes?”

“You’re going to look weird.”

Glenn chuckled warmly. “You’re not saying that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It’s not.”

A few flicks of the pen later, Glenn cupped the real thing on his chest. “Oh. These feel nice. What was that about lovers, now?”

Kory licked her lips. “You know exactly what I meant. This is going to be fun.”

It was a week before they thought to restore Rebecca.