Date: Tue, 11 Feb 1997 22:47:34 +0000 ()

From: Test long name 

Subject: Three SRU Quickies



		PASSING THE BUCK

			by L.E.



(The supporting characters from Eddie Glover's "Shoplifter" series

appear by permission;the names are mine)



	The old man polished a display case as he looked at his

clerk,the duplicate body of his powerful ancestress Ancaliquara.

Frustratingly shielded so he could never tell if her actual

consciousness resided in the body at the moment.Eternally youthful,

beautiful,buxom,blonde,dressed provocatively...but he couldn't

manipulate her!One of life's frustrations...like the central

office's directive,which Ancaliquara,through this duplicate of

herself that she occasionally personally inhabited,was determined

to enforce,that he treat customers in a way that left them satisfied

and minded to keep doing business with him.

	Together they sensed someone heading for the shop.

**Remember him?**,Ancaliquara thought to him.**You turned him into

the duplicate of his girlfriend they both wanted,I had to set things

right?**

	Anselm responded **Well,he thinks I did as he asked now,right?**

	**Oh,I gave him memories of his getting what he wanted at Spells

R Us,but I wasn't so dishonest as to give him actual memories of YOU

being fair...**

	Anselm snorted as the young man entered the shop."Kevin Maxley!

I trust you and the ladies are getting along?"

	"Uh,actually I wanted to talk to you about that",the new arrival

said."I mean,I know I wanted two of Terry,and I even got her to go along,

but frankly two of her is just too much for me to handle!I can't keep

up with them both in bed every night..."

	Anselm thought at Ancaliquara,**See?He was happier when he was

the sister,and no wiser!**

	Ancaliquara entered the conversation...Kevin turned a little

green,he was quite overdosed on large-breasted knockouts in lingerie

lately."We created a live human being for you,Mr. Maxley...it's not

as if she was returnable merchandise.I notice she's not with you..."

	"Well,actually,they don't like telling me which of them is

which...they're so incredibly close I'm afraid they'd both ditch me

if I tried to do either one of them.I was hoping you'd have a magical

soluution of some sort..."

	"Well,we can sell you a buck."

	"A buck?"

	Ancaliquara dipped into a display case and pulled out a silver

pendant of a male deer's head."Wear this.Whenever you're feeling

overstressed by your situation,just get one of the ladies to wear it

instead.It'll take care of your worries."

	After Kevin had bought the buck(for considerably more than a

dollar) and left with it,Ancaliquara said,"See?Nothing like a repeat

customer."

	"But wouldn't it be so entertaining if they lost the buck?"

	Ancaliquara glared."That's why I put a spell on it so that 

they'll always find it if they need it."

	*

	Kevin arrived home wearing the buck around his neck.The two

Terrys(even though one of them knew she was a duplicate of the other,

they both insisted on using the same name...they were the same person

as far as they were concerned) both embraced him,as always dressed

identically and provocatively.He told them nothing of his visit to

Spells R Us.

	As the evening went on,neither of them commented on his new

item of jewelry.Conversation between them was strange,as the two

Terrys always agreed on everything and reacted to things identically.

They were equally opposed to any separate experiences that might lead

them toward separate identities.Kevin knew again there was no way he

could have returned one to the shop,unless the other forgot there had

ever been two of her...and he'd still know,wouldn't he?Heck,they even

had group photos of the three of them.This life WAS often pleasant,

after all!

	When they went to bed the two Terrys undressed Kevin and

embarked on their usual feverish foreplay.Long before he would have

wanted he found himself ejaculating.Enough...time to find out if that

necklace would calm them down or something!

	He removed the buck(the only thing he was wearing by now) and

put it around the head of one of the Terrys.He let go of it as he was

shocked by the changes in his body,and as it settled down around her

neck by gravity all three took in the changes in hers.

	Kevin...was a Terry.Dressed identically to what they had been

wearing...the unchanged one still was...and identically shaped to her in

every way.He almost involuntarily patted his erogenous zones to confirm

this.He still knew he was Kevin,but realized he had access to all

Terry's knowledge if he wanted it.

	The Terry he had passed the buck to...was Kevin.Kevin saw his

own body,the body he knew from the mirror,wearing only the buck,in front

of him as someone else."Kevin!",the transformed Terry cried."I'm...you!

I mean,I know I'm me,but it seems I can think up anything you know as I

want to..."

	The untouched Terry grabbed the buck and put it on herself.

Instantly the Kevin/Terry she had removed it from reverted to being Terry

in her usual wisps of lingerie,and the new wearer of the buck was Kevin

in form."This is amazing!"

	The three of them experimented with their usual two-on-one sex,

with Kevin having his long-sought break from being Kevin in such a

situation.In the morning they woke up nude,except that the Terry who

had wound up as Kevin was still wearing the buck.The original Kevin

reclaimed the buck,but noted that without putting it on,they were all

three physically Terry.This new discovery dominated their breakfast

conversation.

	They decided to split time as Kevin at his job,since all three

could function equally well as him.Nobody was stuck with any particular

aspect of the relationship as long as they kept passing the buck.As

time went on the three drew ever closer,and Kevin couldn't imagine how

he could have thought of trying to take one of his sister-selves back to

the store.



	*******



	TOOTSIE WITH A FLUTE

		by L.E.



   (This one obviously follows on to a situation created by Dana Short).



	"I finally got a supply of proper bimbo-making flutes",Anselm

said proudly.

	"I know,I just finished laying on the protection spells and the

insurance against a player losing any musical talent",said Ancaliquara.

	"Spoilsport!"

	*

	Not long afterward,a young woman entered the Spells R Us store.

She seemed agitated."I'm just desperate to get the job as principal

flutist for the local symphony",she said."I don't know if I'll ever

be good enough to beat out that so-professional Jessica Thornwell,

but something tells me you can help me..."

	With a broad smile Anselm brought out a bimbo-making flute

and told her to give it to Jessica.Persuasion and payment,and the

deal was done.

	*

	The next day,another young woman entered the shop clutching the

flute.She wore a very brief dress that her huge breasts strained to

escape,and spoke childishly to Ancaliquara,who was behind the counter.

"Uh...my name is Jessie,but since I toot a flute I'd like to be called

Tootsie",she said haltingly."Last night a friend of mine gave me this

flute,and she said it came from here...and I lost my job,and I was

wondering if I could get money back for it...you know,my dress changed

to be like this when I started playing the flute,but this is the only

dress I have that's really me...I used to dress funny and do all sorts

of brainy things..."

	Anselm,looking on from the back of the store,was pleased to see

the newmade bimbo.**Just make her think she's always been this way and

send her away!**,he thought at Ancaliquara.

	Ancaliquara,however,pulled out a tray."This is a lucky

collection plate",she said."Just play your flute here in the mall,

and you can pay for it out of what people give you."

	Jessica(or Tootsie) was unsure,but did as Ancaliquara asked.

	As the days passed,she became a fixture at the mall,people

surprised to see someone dressed so provocatively playing sophisticated

flute melodies with a professional level talent.She spent much of her

takings broadening her wardrobe of bimboish attire,but she was supporting

herself,and thanks to the proitection spell none of the guys who picked

her up hurt her.

	One day her old rival,listening to her play on a nearby bench,

stopped by the store.She'd enjoyed the transformation of her rival no

end,but now she was struggling with the strains of being the principal.

"She still plays better than I do!",she complained,and Ancaliquara sold

her a magic music stand that would help her improve.

	After a while one of the men who gathered to hear the tootsie

with the flute got close enough to her that they got engaged.The two

of them went into the store to spread the news,and Ancaliquara sensed

that he sincerely loved and would provide for the flute-playing bimbo.

"Tootsie tells me you set her up with her new career",her new fiance 

said."I'm really grateful to have found her..."

	Ancaliquara sold them a ring,making sure Anselm had not

loaded it with a nasty surprise,and pointed out again the wisdom

of building repeat customers.



	*******



	FAST AUGIE

		by L.E.



	(Today is Mardi Gras,and NOBODY has posted a relevant

story to the list!)



	"I so love Mardi Gras",chortled Anselm."Such an opportunity

to sell costumes to people who'll never quite be the same afterwards!

Especially the professional women made so much more...interesting..."

	Ancaliquara (or was it just her simulacrum?) glared at him,

her huge breasts as ever just tantalizingly within her sheer lingerie-like

clothes...the habit of senior wizardresses who could fry any man who got

fresh with them had of dressing to maximize the display of their magically

perfected assets was such a tease! "Just remember to observe certain

limits."

	*

	Jim Davenport and his girlfriend Sheila McKenzie saw the

costume display and entered the Spells R Us store."We're going to

New Orleans for Mardi Gras",he explained."We're looking for a pair

that go together..." Anselm gladly let them go through the costume

rack.

	Sheila,noticing the minimally dressed Ancaliquara,moved to

stand so she'd block Jim's view of her.She decided she wanted something

noticeably sexy too...she was an attractive blonde,eager to make the

most of her long weekend vacation from the brokerage house.

	They finally decided to go with a gangster costume for Jim,

a garishly pinstriped suit,hat,cigar,and trimmings...and Sheila wanted

to go as his moll,picking a somewhat anachronistically ultra-short,

clingy dress enhanced by a well-padded bra and some accessories.

	Anselm happily took their money.

	*

	The trip to New Orleans went more or less as they expected,

and they enjoyed themselves.When they dressed up,they enjoyed playing

around in character as they watched the parades...Sheila felt she'd

dressed rather conservatively,compared to the women she saw!

	On Tuesday itself,as midnight struck and people took off

masks,Sheila felt a sudden stirring in her bosom,and Jim found a

strange feeling hitting him.

	"Augie?",she asked,his character name having been Fast

Augie McGee,in her high-pitched voice she'd adopted as Soozie the

Floozie.It seemed natural to him,as he fumbled for a light to

the cigar he'd been carrying around as a prop.

	Seeing him light up,she became aware of her own nicotine

cravings,and lit up one of the cigarettes she'd been carrying in

her fishnet stocking as a prop.Neither Jim nor Sheila had ever

smoked.

	The two of them went back to their hotel room,where they

undressed...Sheila was a little surprised to see that her breasts

had grown substantially,but it didn't disappoint Jim one bit.

	In the morning they woke up,and tried putting on normal

clothes,though in Sheila's case her breast growth meant all her

bras were to small.However,they were more concerned with being out of

stuff to smoke,and made an early run down to the tobacco shop.

They had their memories,but they seemed stuck in their character

voices,and they didn't regard this as strangely as,on a deep

level,they thought they should have.

	*

	"Hey youse,what's wid da smokin'?" Jim "Fast Augie McGee"

Davenport asked at Spells R Us when they got home."Sooz...uh,Sheila

an' me,we been actin' like we dressed as without tryin'!"

	"I got dis job sellin' stocks",said Sheila "Soozie the

Floozie" McKenzie."Dey just made me an assistan' veepee,an' if dey

sees me like dis..."

	Anselm and Ancaliquara got busy selling them anti-smoking

charms and a magic business card that would create the illusion

that Sheila was behaving and appearing normally.

	Another triumph for ensuring repeat business...

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