11/7/99

Please observe all the usual disclaimers. If you are less then 18 
don't read this and if you have a dickey heart stay away too!


Spells-r-Us: Deepest Darkest Africa

It was your typical day in the African town, hot, muggy and nobody 
had any real inclination to get stuff done. It was most sensible to 
observe the idiom that 'only mad dogs and Englishman venture out in 
the midday sun'. The only other sensible thing to do was to go to the 
shopping mall where at least it was air-conditioned and there were 
plenty of hot girls to look at. I loved walking past the women's 
fashion stores and looking at the latest fashions and seeing all the 
beautiful girls trying out stuff.

It was around lunchtime and I wanted to find something to snack, so I 
headed off in the direction of the food court to find a burger or the 
likes. There I chanced upon a little shop that I had not seen before 
called "Spells-r-Us". This was strange, as I had often read the SRU 
tales on the net, but here, in Africa? There was no way, I know that 
'Toys-r-Us' had moved here, but SRU was a fantasy thing! Gingerly I 
ventured into the place. It was done out in bamboo on the front, and 
the place was all panelled with rough wood and tree trunks supporting 
the shelves and rows of strange items. There where all the usual, 
cheerleader costumes, discounted costumes from Halloween and rows of 
bottles with all manner of snakes and reptiles, spiders and things 
that I would not even try to describe. Behind the till sat a large 
black guy, dressed in a leopard skin with a huge tummy and a wide 
grin that revealed a row of glistening white teeth, He let out a 
bellow of a laugh and said "Hello there Michael, I see you have 
stumbled across the first African franchise of SRU. I am Bongani, the 
proud proprietor of this place. If you are wondering how I know your 
name, I am a Sangoma, a withdoctor and its my job to read minds." 
At a loss for words, I finally blurted out the first question that 
came to mind: "But you where never here before?"
"Well Michael, we are only accessible to people that know about the 
SRU universe and even more so, someone like you that has read every 
SRU story on the net. I am proud to be associated with this 
Multinational Corporation now, as we always endeavour to supply the 
highest quality merchandise, that keeps our customers coming back for 
more and more!" This statement he punctuated with a loud belly-
rumbling guffaw, like he was enjoying a private joke. I felt a bit 
uneasy, but thought, heck I can handle this guy. After all I have 
read all the SRU's and know about damaging costumes, not reading the 
fine print and all the perils that people fall into in this universe.
"Is there anything you are looking for?" he asked. 
Deciding to call his bluff and feeling a bit cocky I said, "Well 
Bongani, if you know my name you should be able to know also what I 
am looking for".
"Hehehe, haha", he rumbled again like the stone giant from the Never 
Ending Story, "That is true, but you have to ask nevertheless. We do 
not like to dispense entirely with social niceties here. Besides, 
then I would not here anybody talk out aloud and you know how it can 
be sitting in a shop all day, especially when they want us open 7 
days a week. There is such a paucity of reliable help in this town."
"Well, let me look around a bit then, if you don't mind and see what 
comes to mind?" I said.
"Sure thing umfana (Zulu for boy);" punctuated again by a huge 
guffaw.
"Well actually I said, I was wondering if you had anything that would 
make the rave I am going to tonight more fun. I am tired of ecstasy 
and acid and all that, it does not actually go far enough. I want 
something that would be memorable. Maybe some potion, or a really fun 
costume?"
"I have just what you want my young friend. This is a potion that 
will allow you to dance all night and be the centre of all the 
attention on the dance floor. In addition it will make you feel 
amazing, sensual, erotic and on top of the world. I promise the side-
effects are better than any chemical that you have ever ingested."
This sounded amazing, but I was listening for the rider. There always 
has to be one. So I asked: " What is the catch?"
"My little friend, you are very astute! Perhaps you might be 
apprentice material." He mused. "Well the only thing that you have to 
watch out for is that you do not let any touch you in a provocative 
way. Then I cannot predict the outcome."
"Heck Bongani, I am straight, I would never let any guy do that. He 
would get a punch in the nuts before he even got an appendage near 
me!"
"Well, glad to hear that you are confident about that." He said. 
"How much is it?" I asked.
"Well for you because you are so astute and a real SRU junkie, it 
will be only $30!"
"Do you take MasterCard?" I asked. 
"Well you have to be pretty backward not to do that now. " he 
quipped.
I handed over my card and he rang it up and handed me a small vial 
with a swirling pink liquid in it.
"Oh and by the way don't mix it with any other drugs" he interjected 
as a last thought.

I walked out of the shop and thought to myself, maybe I have just 
been taken for the biggest ride of my life, but what the heck, that 
was fun.

I got home and got ready for the rave. Slipping on a tight nylon type 
rave top, my platform sketchers and tight jeans I was ready to go. I 
picked up my buddies, Greg and Daniel and headed off. They had 
organised some E for themselves and were ready to bop. We stood in 
the queue for ages and eventually got into the place. They asked me 
if I wanted some E, but I declined saying that I felt like going 
clean tonight. They smirked and dropped their tablets. I snuck off to 
the toilet and drank down the vial. It tasted like strawberry 
milkshake, but nothing untoward happened. Finding Greg and Daniel we 
headed off to the dance floor and started to dance. The DJ was laying 
down such funky tracks and soon I was grooving. I did not notice 
anything different and thought, "shit that guy really ripped me off."
Despairing a bit I saw what a good time my buddies where having and 
asked them if they had any tablets left. I told them I had changed my 
mind and felt like having a good time after all. I dropped the E and 
immediately started to rush. But this was nothing like before. I 
danced so wildly that soon there was a group of people that where 
egging me on. They were clapping their hands and whistling as I got 
into the beat. I felt amazing, almost "on top of the world". Suddenly 
a cute boy brushed past me and rubbed my chest. It felt so good. I 
kept on dancing like nothing would stop me. My chest felt strangely 
itchy and I decided to go to the toilet to take a pee. When I got 
there I went into a stall and started to feel even itchier in my 
chest. I lifted my shirt and noticed that my nipples where quite 
erect. I squeezed them and it felt really good. I felt and erection 
swelling in my pants. I fondled my penis to get some relief and 
thought, "geez, I had better get a lay tonight".
I smoothed down my pants after I had pulled them up after the pee and 
that felt really good over my bum. I stroked it a few times and 
thought, you have a great butt Michael, all that time in the gym is 
paying its dues. Whilst I was doing this my pants felt a little tight 
around the hips and butt. Without thinking I was playing with my 
nipples when suddenly I realised that my chest was growing. I tore of 
my shirt in disbelief as my breasts expanded into a beautiful pair of 
36C's. I was dumfounded. I started to stroke my hair and in my hands 
the hair turned a beautiful deep red colour and spilled down my back. 
There I was standing in the stall with long red hair and a pair of 
breasts that would have to be insured if I was a model. I looked 
behind me at my butt and saw that it had taken on a decidedly pear 
shaped appearance. My cock was now raging and to relieve some 
pressure I opened my fly and let it out. I started to rub it for I 
thought "I have got to relieve this pressure." As I did that, it 
suddenly started to shrink in front of my eyes. I heard a "phwoop" 
sound as my balls were sucked into my abdomen. In disbelief the 
transformation completed and I found myself looking down at a very 
wet and virginal version of a vagina. Before I could even do any 
more, I saw a swirl of pink light around me, it enveloped me and I 
seemed to loose connection with the world. I do not know how long it 
lasted, but as suddenly as it had started it disappeared and I found 
myself in a short silver mini-skirt and with a crop top that matched. 
I did not have to even look to know that I had on a matching lace g-
string and padded push up bra that kept my new breasts firmly against 
the stretched material of the crop top. Looking down I had the cutest 
belly button with a silver belly ring through it. I looked down at my 
hands and there where stunning long nails with metallic blue nail 
polish that ended on beautiful hands. My feet where enclosed in knee 
high platform boots. On my back was a cute little kangol rave 
knapsack. I was devastating and in total disbelief. I thought I have 
to go back to the shop tomorrow and sought this out, but for now all 
I want to do is to dance.

I walked out of the stall and all the guys in the loo almost fainted 
from surprise. I went out onto the dance floor and found Greg and 
Daniel. They did not even seem surprised to see me and Greg said: 
"Hey there Michelle (!) where have you been hiding?" and preceded to 
plant a big kiss on my lipsticked lips! They did not think anything 
the different. I then realised that for $30 I had bought some very 
serious magic. Very soon, all thoughts where gone of my former self 
as I was swept up into the music. As I danced I now had an even 
bigger circle of people around me as they clapped me on. I whirled 
and twirled and felt the sensation of cool air blowing over my now 
unbulging crotch.

>From the circle I saw a guy with deep brown hair and beautiful green 
eyes. He had these really broad shoulders and lovely lats. He came up 
to me and soon we where hitting it off on the dance floor. Dancing 
together, I had my hands in the air as his powerful hands encircled 
my now slim waist and traced there way over my but and squeezed it. I 
was so turned on, but in a way that I have never felt before. I had 
this deep wet longing between my legs. I reached forward and kissed 
him. He responded by giving me his tongue as he caressed my breasts. 
"Hi, my name is Steve." He said. "My name is Michelle and I am 
pleased to meet you." We danced together, until he said "Michelle, 
lets get out of here and go and start up the jacuzzi at my place." 
Holding his hand he took me to his BMW convertible and drove me to 
his place. As he was driving I lent over and unzipped his bulging 
crotch and let his beautiful cock spring out. Without a thought I 
took it in my mouth and started to flick it with my tongue, before 
sucking hard on it. I saw his knuckles go white on the steering and 
then felt his throbbing cock explode in my mouth. I drank it all down 
and licked him clean, before zipping it up and sitting up before we 
stopped at the next traffic light.

When we got to his place, all thoughts of the jacuzzi were lost. He 
took me in his powerful arms and carried me to his bed. As I lay back 
he lifted my skirt and pulled my g-string down. I felt his warm 
breath and chin as his tongue flicked up and down over my new clit. I 
moaned and opened my legs wider. All I could think of was of that 
beautiful cock inside me. He lifted off my top and undid my bra. I 
felt his hands circling my breasts as he started to suck my engorged 
nipples. He quickly undid his pants and pulled his shirt off. I took 
him in his arms as I felt his chest meet mine and push against my 
breasts. Good it felt good. Next thing I felt him enter me. There was 
a brief moment of pain as he broke through my virginal hymen, then 
followed by total pleasure as his huge throbbing cock filled me and 
opened up parts of me that 4 hours ago had never even existed. He 
thrust back and forth and I found myself meeting his movements. 
Faster and faster he went until my whole body tensed up and I was 
racked by repeated orgasms. Simultaneously I felt him explode inside 
me. It was the most amazing feeling having his warm hot cum inside 
me. We fucked all night and I awoke finding myself encircled by his 
arms, the sun streaming into the room. I still felt like it was all a 
dream. But it felt so goof, so right. I suddenly thought this is my 
man, I want his children, I want to be his lover and companion. 
Thoughts that yesterday where not even in my mind. 

I asked him for the use of his car and drove to the mall. I quickly 
found SRU and went in. There was Bongani sitting behind the till. 
"Ah, Michelle, what a delight you are to behold. I see that you did 
not follow my instructions?" 
"I did, yes. All I did was take some E. Nobody touched me!"
"That is except yourself!" Again that mountain-shaking rumble of a 
laugh! "Well, this is it now my sweet lady. You are Michelle now. 
Since you are still so astute and now will be more intuitive thanks 
to the hormones and rewiring of your brain, how would you like to 
start as my shop assistant and apprentice Witch. I can see that you 
have the ability to be very good at it. After all you managed to 
manifest that amazing body!" 

Soon enough, I was his business partner and SRU became part of the 
common vernacular. We hired a good lawyer to handle all the unhappy 
toads and centaurs and new men and women, but nobody could find a 
loophole in our product disclaimers. Steve and I got married and with 
my new skills I sometimes indulged in turning him into a beautiful 
blond and we had mind-blowing lesbian sex together. I was amazing for 
our relationship. I even let him have a period or two for good 
measure and to breastfeed some of our children, but mostly I loved 
his manhood. Bongani eventually patented his laugh and he was in 
great demand for the voiceovers in countless cartoons.

-The End  

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