Spells 'R Us: Do You Believe in Magic?

Spells 'R Us: Do You Believe in Magic?

Carrie walked into the store with a smile on her face. The old man who ran the store had called her at home, and told her that her order was ready. As soon as she hung up, she raced to the mall as fast as she could. She hugged her self to try and control her excitement, and to keep herself from racing down the halls. Finally when Carrie thought that she couldn’t contain herself any longer, she found herself in front of the store called Spells R’ Us.

The bell above the door chimed cheerily, as Carrie walked through the door. Instead of the old man, a woman wearing a sparkling blue gown with a high collar stood behind the cash register. She had long, thick and lustrous blonde hair down her back and sparkling blue eyes that matched her dress. The name tag on the slope of her ample bosom bore a moniker that was beyond all pronunciation.

"Ancaliquaria," she said. Carrie simply stood there with her mouth agape that anyone could say the name. "Call me Ann," she finished.

"I’m Carrie," she ran her hand through her reddish blonde hair. Nathan, the wolf, sidled up to Carrie for a scratch on the ear. "Hey you flea ridden excuse for a security system," she teased. "Where is your boss today?" Nathan just rolled over for a tummy rub.

"He has gone to lunch," said Ancaliquaria. "He said that you were coming though." She went into the room behind the beaded curtain. "Is my package ready?" asked Carrie. Ancaliquaria brought out a large brown paper parcel and a long thin box, and set them on the counter. "Yes it is," Ancaliquaria replied. "If you don’t mind me asking, what is all this stuff for?" Carrie blinked. "I thought that you could read my mind," she said. "Like the old man."

"Normally I could," Ancaliquaria replied. "But when people get excited like you are, it is sometimes like trying to read a message on popping corn."

So Carrie told her:

Carrie had been childhood friends with the most buxom girl in high school. Trish had started bursting out of her blouses when she was thirteen, and blossomed into a double G cup in about four months after her birthday. After that four months, Trish’s development tapered down to a slow crawl and before she graduated high school. Trish sported a triple M bustline.

Trish stayed friends with Carrie because she didn’t want her new assets to change her attitude. Carrie liked being friends with Trish after she developed, because she never flaunted her breasts. She had fun with them. Trish would sneak up on shy boys, hug the stuffing out of them and watch them turn beet red with embarrassment. After graduation, Trish got a job dancing at the local gentleman’s club and Carrie, with her own modest B-cups, became engaged to her high school sweetheart.

"All right," said Ancaliquaria. "but what does that have to do with what is in the package?" Carrie grinned. "I recently found Todd’s collection of magazines," she explained. "With all the busty models in them, and I came to realize that my fiancé has a breast fetish, but it is more than that. Trish called and told me that Todd has been coming to the club to watch her dance, so I told her to call me when ever he watches her at the club."

"And?"

"Whenever Todd goes to the club to watch Trish dance," Carrie continued. "He comes home and makes love too me. He’s been going to the club to, ah, work up his appetite before coming home to dinner, and I know he loves me. It’s like if I can’t get any pleasure out of it, then he won’t even make the attempt."

Ancaliquaria simply smiled. "Sound’s like you found yourself a real catch there," she said. Carrie nodded. "We’re gonna get married after we graduate college," she said. "Tomorrow night is the anniversary of our engagement and I know that he is gonna want to… you know, and I want to do something fun beside just hopping in the sack. Besides, I have a few fetishes of my own I want to try out."

Ancaliquaria started to giggle. "Can I see what you got?" she asked. Carrie nodded and pulled on the string that unwrapped the package. Inside was a satin magicianne’s tuxedo complete with; a lavender, ruffle sleeved jacket, net stockings, miniskirt, white gloves, and a collapsible top hat. "Now all you need is a magic wand," said Ancaliquaria. Carrie held up the long box. "Covered," she replied, then with one deft move Carrie scooped up the top hat, popped it out, and set it on her head.

"You’ve done that before," said Ann. Carrie just grinned at her. She scooped up the rest of her purchases and danced out of the store with a grin on her face. "Remember to leave your wand in the sun when you get done with it," the sorceress call after her. "So it can recharge."

"I will," Carrie replied

Ancaliquaria looked over at Nathan. "What say we make sure Todd has a reason to come home early tomorrow night?" she asked the wolf. Nathan simply grinned as only a wolf can.

Todd set the carefully wrapped roses in the back of his car. They were Carrie’s favorite and had cost him a little extra. "Now for a bottle of that wine she likes so much" he thought to himself.

Nicky’s Fine Liquors was the only place in town that really carried any of the good wines, every where else just carried either wine coolers, or champagne. She had ordered a glass of wine at the restaurant were he had proposed to her, and Carrie said lets have this wine on our anniversary. So now it was the anniversary of their engagement, and Todd sought out a bottle of his beloved’s favorite wine.

The pretty blonde cashier rang up his purchase. "Thirteen fifty," she said. Todd dug out his last twenty dollar bill and handed it to her. With only six dollars left, he wouldn’t have enough for the club’s eight dollar cover charge. The only ATM that would take his card was too far away. Carrie was expecting him at seven. Without a few minutes at the club, he wouldn’t be at his best in bed, and he wanted to make the night special for Carrie.

Sighing reluctantly, Todd took the bottle of wine and left the store. Ancaliquaria the Gold then vanished in a shower of blue sparkles.

Carrie left the lemon chicken on the stove to warm, as she went to her room to change into her evening dress. Carrie pulled out a blue pullover number that she didn’t remember having and tried it on. The dress fit her perfectly, hugging every curve and pushing up her bustline a little making her look a little fuller fronted. and the dress was such a rich blue, almost the same color as the dress Ann-

Carrie gave a shriek as a burst of blue sparkles softly exploded in front of her. A note fluttered to the carpet. Carrie quickly snatched up the sheet of paper. "It’s my sweet two-hundred and sixteen dress," the note read. "Love Ann."

"Thanks Ann," she said, in case she was listening. Carrie then returned to the kitchen to finish preparing the chicken.

Todd rang Carrie’s doorbell and waited to be let in. The door opened, letting the smell of lemon chicken on a bed of curly cut French fries hit him in the face. Carrie stood in the doorway in a rich, blue that left little to the imagination. As he came in, Carrie gave Todd a warm hug that made him stir, but not much.

Todd gave Carrie the flowers. As she looked for a vase to put them in, Todd searched for an ice bucket for the wine. He had all but given up when he found one. There one the top shelf of the last cabinet of Carrie’s kitchen was a large silver chalice, perfect for ice and a bottle of wine. Engraved on the side of the bucket was the face of a very lovely woman. She kind of resembled the cashier at the liquor store.

"Where is the ice?" Carrie called from the living room. Todd quickly filled the bucket with ice and stuck the wine in to chill. Soon the two of them were lingering over good wine and lemon chicken the way only Carrie could make it.

An hour later the two of them were lounging on the couch. Todd was leaning on one arm with a glass of wine. Carrie was snuggled up warmly beside him, it was perfect. "So what now?" asked Todd, swirling the glass of wine in his hand. Carrie smiled and took his hand. "This way you good boy," she said slyly. Carrie led Todd into the bedroom. The hideabed was all folded up, and the air mattress was rolled up and sat beside the couch. Todd was confused. As he sat on the couch Carrie slipped into the bathroom to change into her costume.

As she slipped out of her gown, the mirror on the wall rippled like water and formed into a face. "The ice bucket was a nice touch," said Carrie. The silvery face smiled. "I wanted your dinner to be perfect," said Ancaliquaria.

"Now comes the fun part," said Carrie, opening the long box with the wand in it. It looked like a traditional black stage magician’s wand with white tips on the ends. As Carrie picked up the wand out of the box, one of the ends of the wand began to sparkle. Carrie swished the sparkling wand around and tapped herself gently on the head. In a burst of reddish-gold and lavender sparkles, Carrie’s costume suddenly appeared on her body, all except for the top hat. She then picked up the hat off the counter, popped it open, and set on her head at a jaunty angle. "Have fun Carrie," said Ancaliquaria, melting back into the mirror. Carrie waved her wand and vanished in a spray of colored sparkles.

Todd sat on the couch and waited patiently. Just as he was about to get up and knock on the bathroom door, Carrie appeared in the room in a shower of bright colored sparkles. "Tah dah," she said, beaming with a smile.

Carrie was dressed to the nines as a female magician complete with top hat and tails. Todd blinked several times to make sure he was not dreaming, as Carrie sauntered over and sat on his lap. "Have you been a good boy?" she asked smiling. Todd nodded slowly, wondering what was going on.

Carrie shook her head, and started to wave the wand in his face. "Uh-uhh," she said. "I happen to know that you have been a very naughty boy and I know why too." She turned around a bit to face Todd and let the sparkles from the wand fall onto her chest. "You forgot that Titanic Trish was a friend of mine didn’t you?" Carrie asked accusingly. Todd nodded sheepishly. "When she called me on the nights you were going to the club," she continued. "I figured out what you were doing and why."

"And after I get done with you tonight, you won’t ever need to go to the club again." she finished with a smile, and with that, Carrie mentally cued the first spell she had cast. Slowly, but not too slowly, the bodice on Carrie’s costume began to round and firm as her breasts started to swell. The white shirt front of her tuxedo began to lift as Carrie’s bosom grew into double D’s. Todd couldn’t believe his eyes. As he reached out to touch the swelling breast flesh, Carrie swatted his hand with the wand.

"Ah-ah-ahh," she scolded. "Wait until the trick is finished."

Todd was incredulous, if they were inflatable falsies, that would explain every thing. But no one could make a pair of fake boobs that looked this real. As Carrie’s flesh swelled forth and began to rest on Todd’s chest, he could feel the warmth and softness of her skin through his shirt. They were all hers.

Carrie’s tuxedo strained against her growing mammaries. She unbuttoned the top buttons her straining top to relieve some of the stress on her shirt. Carrie felt the swell of her breasts sliding down the front of her trim tummy, she didn’t have to worry about getting too big though. The spell would stop as soon as Carrie was a cup size larger than her friend Trish, just as she had commanded it to.

"Alright now," Carrie said. "You have been a good boy and very patient, so you may touch them now." At that command, Todd began to slowly unbutton the final few buttons on Carrie’s tux, freeing the now mammoth orbs from their confines. Todd then began to gently rub the light peach colored flesh beneath the black satin shirt. Carrie cooed with delight as Todd began to tongue her nipple. As Todd began to suck on Carrie’s nipple, he received an unexpected surprise.

"Milk?" he exclaimed.

"Nice touch, eh," she replied, smiling. Todd’s eyes widened. "How are you doing all this?" he asked, still not believing what was going on.

"Magic," Carrie replied casually. She dug the receipt from Spells R’ Us out of her jacket pocket and showed it to Todd. "This is strange," he said after examining the sales ticket. "But I like it." With that he latched onto Carrie’s nipple and began sucking again.

"Mmmm," she cooed. "That feels good."

"Tastes good too," Todd replied, around a mouthful of milk and nipple.

"Really?"

"Mmm hmm," he replied. "See for yourself." Todd then stuffed Carrie’s spare nipple into her own mouth. A wave of sweet creaminess caressed her tongue and filled her mouth. "Mmmm," she squealed. "You’re right, I do taste good." The two of them sucked for an hour before they emptied Carrie’s enormous breasts.

"I liked that trick," said Todd, rubbing his stomach. "Can you do it again?"

"Another night," replied Carrie. "I have two more big spells that I want to do and I…" She noticed Todd staring at her. "What?"

"You’re sagging a bit," Todd explained, pointing at her breasts. "I guess we emptied them more than we should have." Carrie looked down. "You’re right," she said, finally. Carrie picked up the nipple she had been sucking on and placed it back in her mouth. Her cheeks then puffed out a bit as she blew a breath into the nipple. Her breast became rounder and didn’t sag as much.

Carrie saw that Todd was staring again. "You want to do the other one," she asked. Without responding, Todd pounced on the unfilled breast and began blowing for all he was worth. He continued to blow after Carrie had stopped inflating her other breast. She gave him a gentle rap on the head to make him stop. Todd released the nipple and saw what he had done, the gently took the other nipple in his mouth and blew until both breasts were the same size. Carrie put her hands on her hips when Todd was done, and smirked an evil grin.

"Okay," she said, picking up her wand. "Now that we’ve had fun with your fetish, we’re gonna have some fun with mine." As she waved the wand over Todd’s head, his clothes vanished except for his underwear and appeared beside him in a neatly folded pile. She then picked up Todd’s clothes and set them outside. Carrie then had Todd unfold the hideabed and, with a wave of her wand, transformed the hideabed into a four poster feather bed.

"Okay," said Todd. "Now what?" Carrie told him to take of his underwear. As he did that, Todd felt Carrie give him a tap on the head with her wand. All of a sudden, his muscles bulged as he assumed the physique of a Mister Universe. "I call this next trick ‘Jack and the Beanstalk’.

"I get it," said Todd "I’m the giant, right?"

"Nope," she replied, tapping him on the head again. "You’re Jack." Todd then began to slowly shrink. When he stopped shrinking, he-except for his privates- was about the size of a Ken doll. "Hmm, not much of a stalk," she observed. "I’ll fix that." Carrie took the head of Todd’s shaft in her mouth and gently began to blow. Suddenly the base of his shaft began to bulge and lengthen, like a long balloon. Soon, the swelling had traveled all the way to Carrie’s pert red lips. She then took Todd’s member out of her mouth and looked at the results. "One more," she decided, and began blowing again. When she was done, Todd’s shaft was now fourteen inches long and two inches thick.

Carrie removed the tuxedo’s white shirt-front and tossed it on the floor. She then buttoned two of the satin shirt’s lower buttons that pushed her cleavage together and slipped Todd’s shaft down her cleavage. "I like this trick so far," said Todd. Carrie planted a kiss on Todd’s tiny cheek and mashed her breasts together, kneading them up and down his length.

"Now then," she said finally, pulling Todd out of her bosom. "Let’s see what you can do to please your giantess." Carrie placed Todd between her legs, from his vantage point, Todd could see that his fiancé wasn’t wearing any panties. Carrie then bent up her knees to expose her perfectly shaven crotch. Todd wrapped his arms around his shaft, and like a battering ram, plunged it between the lips of Carrie’s labia and rammed it in as deep as he could. Carrie moaned with delight as Todd slowly pulled out his shaft and rammed it home again. She moaned louder and louder with every slow thrust and pull until she reached down and pushed Todd in as far as he could go. Much to Todd’s relief, he felt his shaft hit bottom as he came nose to tip with Carrie’s clitoris. Before Carrie could pull him out again, Todd grabbed a hold of Carrie’s clit and began tonguing it gently. Carrie bit her bottom lip as a brain melting orgasm raced through her body. It was all she could do to keep her legs from snapping together, it was so intense

As Carrie lay on the bed panting and half asleep, Todd extracted himself from her labia, and slowly climbed up to her chest. Then, still dripping wet from Carrie’s golden shower, he plunged his log sized, at least to him, member through her cleavage, and began to work it back and forth gently. The gentle movement between her breasts roused Carrie. "Mmmm, that feels good," she said, mashing her breasts together. Then as Carrie realized what was happening, Todd climaxed.

"Todd!" Carrie shrieked, her face dripping. Todd climbed upon one of Carrie’s very full breasts and sat there with a shit eating grin on his face. "Fair is fair," he said. Carrie looked at Todd and then grinned and began to giggle. Todd bounced on his fiancé’s breasts like he was in the middle of an earthquake in the Grand Tetons.

After Carrie stopped giggling, she waved her wand again and the two of them were clean, dry and as they were before they had started the trick. Todd stretched out his shoulders and laid down beside Carrie. "Got any more tricks up your sleeve," he asked. Carrie rolled over and smiled at him. "Just one," she said, letting the sparkles from her wand fall about them. "I call it ‘Turnabout is Fair Play’, think you can handle one more blow job?"

"Sure," said Todd. "What have I got to lose besides my grip on reality." Carrie smiled and tapped him on the head with the wand. She then stood up and tapped herself on the head causing all of her costume to vanish except for her gloves. "Why didn’t your gloves vanish with the rest?" asked Todd.

Carrie turned to him and explained that she couldn’t release the spell without wearing some part of the costume. "I need the wand to cast the spell into being," she continued. "But as long as I am wearing part of the costume after the spell is finished, I can make little, quick changes in it if I have to, or want to."

"Like turning my dick into a wiener dog balloon?" Todd assumed. Carrie grinned and nodded, stifling a giggle. "Stand up and come over here," she commanded. Todd rose from the bed and stood in front of Carrie. Carrie got on her knees and took the head of his shaft into her mouth, and began to gently blow. Instead of feeling the pressure in his shaft, he felt it in his belly. As Carrie began to gently blow again, the pressure redoubled itself and caused his stomach to bulge a little. Carrie was blowing Todd up like a balloon, and getting even with him for what he did to her boobs. "Is this another fetish of yours?" asked Todd.

"Not really," Carrie replied between breaths. "I just like balloons," she said, now hefting one of her full breasts. "And so do you, so don’t complain." Todd shook his head. "At least it feels good," he thought to himself, and left everything in Carrie’s capable hands. As Carrie gently doubled her efforts, Todd felt his paunch become bigger and rounder. It did feel good, he had to admit, and then wondered if Carrie felt like this when he had blown her up. And Carrie continued to blow gently.

Todd’s arms and legs became thick and bloated as Carrie inflated him further. He could feel all the breezes and drafts in the room swirling around him and dancing on his skin. It made his nipples hard and his shaft even harder. His body grew rounder and began to assimilate his arms and legs into its swelling mass. And Carrie continued to blow.

"Aren’t you done yet?" asked Todd, craning his neck to see what was taking so long, but all he could see was Carrie’s bottom and a few of her reddish blonde tresses.

"Nope," Carrie replied, and blew another breath into him. "You’ll know it though, your shaft will be the last thing to swell and when it stops, you’ll be full." She returned to her task as Todd’s navel popped out with a ‘dun’.

"It shouldn’t be long now," Todd thought to himself, as he felt his wrist’s and ankles begin to swell. He just had to be patient. And then he felt it, that familiar feeling of pressure thickening his shaft and making it longer. Todd felt the pressure go right up into Carrie’s pert lips as the head of his shaft began to swell in her mouth. And Carrie continued to blow.

"Carrie," said Todd. "You’re gonna pop me if your not careful." Carrie looked up from what she was doing. "Relax," she replied. "These spells have safeties built into them so nobody gets hurt." Carrie blew twice more into his shaft. "There you big baby," she announced. "I’m finished." Carrie brought her full length mirror out of the closet so Todd could see himself. He looked like an immense pink world with his head and feet as the poles and his shaft it’s highest pinnacle. He mouthed an awestruck wow.

While Todd stared at the mirror, Carrie blew a couple more breaths into each of her breasts. Todd was so awestruck at his new form, he probably wouldn’t notice. "Come on you," Carrie said, pushing his back against the wall. "I want to finish this trick." Carrie turned around, bent over, and backed herself onto Todd’s shaft. "There’s the turnabout," she said. Carrie slid along the length of Todd’s shaft, slowly at first, while sneaking a breath into either of her boobs after each thrust. Then, as she quickened the tempo, Carrie stopped inflating her breasts and just concentrated on standing as she rode length of her fiancé’s shaft. "How are you doing," she asked Todd.

"I’m getting kind of hot back here," Todd replied. "In fact, I think the heat is making me bigger." His skin began to grow shiny and taut. "Don’t worry," Carrie called back, as she enjoyed the glow of a small orgasm. "You won’t pop, just sit back, as it were, and enjoy the ride."

Somewhere in his swollen body, Todd sensed what felt like the fuse on a bottle rocket being lit. The tingling sensation traveled down the length of his spine and began to go up his shaft. "Carrie," he warned. "I’m coming."

"Countdown please, my love."

"Five…four…" Todd began. "Three……… two……on-" The rocket raced through Todd’s shaft and shot straight into Carrie’s throbbing slit. Carrie felt the rocket detonate deep inside her sending her into a real mind bender of an orgasm. "mmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" she mphed, not wanting to scream. As Carrie bucked in the throes of her climax, Todd felt his body begin to shrink back to normal. In the mirror though, he saw Carrie’s belly begin to grow bigger and bigger. As the growing globe of Carrie’s body touched the floor, Todd began to thrust in and out of her, hoping to make carries pleasure last all the more longer. What Todd didn’t realize was that his pumping now would only cause Carrie to become bigger.

"More!!!" she cried as her feet began to leave the carpet. "More, more, more, more, more!!" Todd kept thrusting in and out of Carrie’s warmth until finally her orgasm ceased. As Todd basked in the glow of their love making, he noticed that Carrie was higher off the floor than the mattress on the feather bed. Todd let himself slide to the floor and got a blanket and a pillow out of the closet. He then climbed back up on Carrie’s back, draped the blanket over the both of them, and kissed an almost fully asleep Carrie goodnight. "After all," he thought to himself. "Any moron can brag about how they bed their girlfriend, but how many can actually brag that their girlfriend was the bed."

The morning sun woke a still swollen Carrie from her blissful slumber. The warm sensation of Todd sleeping on her back made Carrie coo with delight. Carefully she took his hand and with a small bit of difficulty, she managed to roll over without dumping Todd or the blanket on the floor. Slowly, her fiancé stirred himself awake and stared down into Carrie’s deep blue eyes. "Hi," he said.

"Hi," she replied. "Mmmm, last night was wonderful."

"Pretty fucking amazing if you ask me," Todd replied. Carrie sighed and said "I wonder how we’re ever gonna top last night." Todd reached down and picked up Carrie’s wand. "Well for starters," he began, letting the sparkles from the wand fall softly on her enormous bosom. "How about breakfast in bed?" Carrie giggled as the spell refilled the sweet milk in her breasts

Ancaliquaria’s face appeared in the bathroom mirror again. she stayed only long enough to listen to the two lovers giggling like fool in. "I hope those two become an old married couple," she said, and then vanished into the glass again causing the mirror to ripple like a pebble falling in a still pond.