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This story will be about Will or Pyro000. Link to his account in the comments.

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Will was a tall skinny guy, who tended to listen to a lot of music. He had rather short, light brown hair, and a little scar on the ridge of his nose. Will sat in his apartment, utterly saddened. He had just been dumped by his girlfriend of 2 years, he lost his job. Why'd he lose his job? His boss wanted his son to have his position. Great, just great. As Will laid in bed, he felt something. He needed to go out. Something told him he NEEDED to. It was 8:00, not too late. He didn't know where he was going, but he figured whatever was telling him to go would tell him where too. He decided he didn't need to take the car. He jut strolled. Something told him the exact directions in his head. Eventually, he reached the place his subconscious or whatever directed to go to. It was an odd little shop, in between two other large ones, quite overshadowed as it seemed from the low-budget look to the place. He walked in without hesitation, not caring if it was open or not.

"Hello? Anyone here?" Will said upon entering.

The Owner and Jane walked out of the door in the back.

"Welcome, I thought we wouldn't get anyone today. What brings you here?" The Owner asked.

Will was a little confused. Why were these two women working here? One was wearing an elegant dress, that was purple and covered in sparkles, the other was a sexy young girl, wearing pajamas of all things.

"Well uh, I don't really know... something said I should." Will replied.

"Ah I see, you were mysteriously drawn here weren't you?" The Owner replied.

"Uh yeah I guess I was."

"Well you will find yourself mysteriously drawn to one of these statues then." The Owner said indicating the only shelf in the store, with nothing but eight clay figures.

Will glanced at the shelf and turned back to the two before him.

"You two don't really seem the type to be running a store like this. Not to be rude or anything." He said.

"Ah, well this one here was confused upon seeing me the first time." The Owner said indicating to Jane.

"I was M'am?" Jane asked.

"Well, not exactly you."

"Oh yeah." Jane giggled.

This was weird to Will but he paid no mind and chalked it up to an inside joke of theirs.

"So you said I'll be drawn to one of the statues?" Will said, turning his head to the shelf.

"Maybe more than one, but just choose one." The Owner said.

"Well I can see supply is low so." Will reached for the clay figure that was a pair of woman's legs, that seemed to mentally call to him.

He held the figure up to the workers.

"I guess this one, how much?" He asked.

"Not money!" Jane yelled gleefully.

"Correct. You purchase things with something besides money." The Owner said.

The figure did it's thing. It vanished into thin air.

"Hey! Where the hell did it go?" Will said, looking into his empty hand.

"Allow me to show you. This way." The Owner indicated to the door and went to open it.

Will and Jane stepped through, then The Owner. Will still in a confused, yet sensible state, Jane giggling like a hyena, and The Owner wearing a sly grin.

"I don't see it." Will said.

"You can't see it." The Owner replied. "It has bonded with your soul."

"My soul?" Will said a little, freaked out.

"You're gonna change!" Said Jane.

"Indeed. Me and Jane shall help it along." The Owner said.

"Change? What you mean transform?" Will was shocked.

"Indeed. You shall be fully, and permanently transformed by ways of magic. Jane here was in fact a man at one time."

Will stood with a mix of emotions. He had so many questions. Would he like this? Could he run away? Does this girl like being a girl? Did she ask for those huge breasts? Could he ask for stuff?

"Hey, are you alright? We better start changing you."

"Changing me into what?"

"You'll have to figure that out yourself. Now are you ready?" The Owner replied, as if this was the most normal thing ever.

"I-uh. Yeeeees?" Will shakily replied.

"Great! Jane. if you could please get behind him." The Owner directed.

Jane did as directed, and Will couldn't help but stare as she walked by.

"Now hold on to his shoulders, keep him up right." The Owner said. "Any last words Will?"

"I, dunno. Thanks I guess?"

"Your welcome. Bye Bye."

The Owner tapped Will with her wan on the head, and his lag began to retract into him as he became light as a feather. His legs, arms, and head disappeared into his clothes as Jane help him up. All the clothes fell to the floor, and Jane was holding nothing but a pair of floral printed panties.

"These are so cute! Can I have them Ms.Owner?" She asked.

"You certainly can." The Owner said.

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Epilogue

The panties felt itself being gripped by the waistband, but it didn't know what was happening. The panties had immediately forgotten what it once was. That didn't matter, for all it's existence would now have nothing but one pleasure, being wrapped around a girl. It felt as the holes in it were touched by the girl's legs, and would have shuddered in delight if possible. It rested around the girl's waist, touching everything in between her legs, loving all of it. This was just fine.

Description
This story will be about Will or Pyro000. Link to his account in the comments.

__________________________________________________________________

Will was a tall skinny guy, who tended to listen to a lot of music. He had rather short, light brown hair, and a little scar on the ridge of his nose. Will sat in his apartment, utterly saddened. He had just been dumped by his girlfriend of 2 years, he lost his job. Why'd he lose his job? His boss wanted his son to have his position. Great, just great. As Will laid in bed, he felt something. He needed to go out. Something told him he NEEDED to. It was 8:00, not too late. He didn't know where he was going, but he figured whatever was telling him to go would tell him where too. He decided he didn't need to take the car. He jut strolled. Something told him the exact directions in his head. Eventually, he reached the place his subconscious or whatever directed to go to. It was an odd little shop, in between two other large ones, quite overshadowed as it seemed from the low-budget look to the place. He walked in without hesitation, not caring if it was open or not.

"Hello? Anyone here?" Will said upon entering.

The Owner and Jane walked out of the door in the back.

"Welcome, I thought we wouldn't get anyone today. What brings you here?" The Owner asked.

Will was a little confused. Why were these two women working here? One was wearing an elegant dress, that was purple and covered in sparkles, the other was a sexy young girl, wearing pajamas of all things.

"Well uh, I don't really know... something said I should." Will replied.

"Ah I see, you were mysteriously drawn here weren't you?" The Owner replied.

"Uh yeah I guess I was."

"Well you will find yourself mysteriously drawn to one of these statues then." The Owner said indicating the only shelf in the store, with nothing but eight clay figures.

Will glanced at the shelf and turned back to the two before him.

"You two don't really seem the type to be running a store like this. Not to be rude or anything." He said.

"Ah, well this one here was confused upon seeing me the first time." The Owner said indicating to Jane.

"I was M'am?" Jane asked.

"Well, not exactly you."

"Oh yeah." Jane giggled.

This was weird to Will but he paid no mind and chalked it up to an inside joke of theirs.

"So you said I'll be drawn to one of the statues?" Will said, turning his head to the shelf.

"Maybe more than one, but just choose one." The Owner said.

"Well I can see supply is low so." Will reached for the clay figure that was a pair of woman's legs, that seemed to mentally call to him.

He held the figure up to the workers.

"I guess this one, how much?" He asked.

"Not money!" Jane yelled gleefully.

"Correct. You purchase things with something besides money." The Owner said.

The figure did it's thing. It vanished into thin air.

"Hey! Where the hell did it go?" Will said, looking into his empty hand.

"Allow me to show you. This way." The Owner indicated to the door and went to open it.

Will and Jane stepped through, then The Owner. Will still in a confused, yet sensible state, Jane giggling like a hyena, and The Owner wearing a sly grin.

"I don't see it." Will said.

"You can't see it." The Owner replied. "It has bonded with your soul."

"My soul?" Will said a little, freaked out.

"You're gonna change!" Said Jane.

"Indeed. Me and Jane shall help it along." The Owner said.

"Change? What you mean transform?" Will was shocked.

"Indeed. You shall be fully, and permanently transformed by ways of magic. Jane here was in fact a man at one time."

Will stood with a mix of emotions. He had so many questions. Would he like this? Could he run away? Does this girl like being a girl? Did she ask for those huge breasts? Could he ask for stuff?

"Hey, are you alright? We better start changing you."

"Changing me into what?"

"You'll have to figure that out yourself. Now are you ready?" The Owner replied, as if this was the most normal thing ever.

"I-uh. Yeeeees?" Will shakily replied.

"Great! Jane. if you could please get behind him." The Owner directed.

Jane did as directed, and Will couldn't help but stare as she walked by.

"Now hold on to his shoulders, keep him up right." The Owner said. "Any last words Will?"

"I, dunno. Thanks I guess?"

"Your welcome. Bye Bye."

The Owner tapped Will with her wan on the head, and his lag began to retract into him as he became light as a feather. His legs, arms, and head disappeared into his clothes as Jane help him up. All the clothes fell to the floor, and Jane was holding nothing but a pair of floral printed panties.

"These are so cute! Can I have them Ms.Owner?" She asked.

"You certainly can." The Owner said.

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Epilogue

The panties felt itself being gripped by the waistband, but it didn't know what was happening. The panties had immediately forgotten what it once was. That didn't matter, for all it's existence would now have nothing but one pleasure, being wrapped around a girl. It felt as the holes in it were touched by the girl's legs, and would have shuddered in delight if possible. It rested around the girl's waist, touching everything in between her legs, loving all of it. This was just fine.