Cheat Night

It so happened that, not long after finishing the most recent caption, I discovered an image that looked absolutely perfect for a Halloween caption. And I had a great idea, and couldn't wait to write it, nor to publish it once written. But hey, Halloween generally goes on into the following week of enjoying the candy haul from the 31st, so I think it's within the spirit of the holiday to put something from it a few days later.

This one I decided to just make a story because, to be honest, "caption-ifying" tends to be higher effort than publishing something as a story. It's around the same length as the last couple of captions anyway.

 

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In the early afternoon of Halloween, the only people in Renna's house were those involved in putting the party together. That was the fox-girl herself, Reiko—of course—and those two witches, along with their...familiars? It wasn't exactly clear how it worked, but each of them definitely had a catgirl tagalong. Not long after the magician and her nekomata friend wandered in, the host happened to overhear a greeting between the witches.

"Hey there, 'Nella." Cassilda had once said it was a shame nobody used the rest of Fren's name.

"Hi, miss magician." She waved, still busy arranging the refreshments. "Long time no see."

"Well, you know, I've been rather busy with my original job. That sort of work tends to pile up when you're gone a few months."

"I'm jealous you had something worth keeping. We~ell, a little bit, at least. I can't imagine that I could handle two jobs with one of them being the indie candy biz. Anyway, looks to me like you've got something on your mind."

"Why, yes. Something..surprising happened last week. Long story short, I think this season has some kind of effect on my powers; maybe yours, too. How would you like to help me with an...experiment of sorts?"

This was interesting, but Renna had something else to attend to for a bit. When she came back into the living room, it seemed the conversation was still ongoing.

"I dunno...I mean, I've never actually cast a spell before. Pretty much all of my magic is expressed through candy and those who consume them."

"Well, that doesn't necessarily preclude you from casting a spell," Cassilda said. "Maybe there's a way you could even make one to match those constraints, especially tonight."

"Hmm. If you're right, at least. Well, I'll keep it in mind. There's bound to be even more people than last year, so maybe there's a good test subject among them..."

"That's the spirit!" Cassilda gave her a thumbs-up, and proceeded to the backyard to help Thana with setting up the stage. Renna wondered a bit what that was all about, but..in the time she'd known the candy witch, she'd never used her magic for evil. So it probably wasn't anything to worry about.

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Zander felt like such a loser.

He'd thought his werewolf costume, with some half-ripped clothes, an ear hairband, and something resembling a tail attached to the pants, was at least sort of impressive—until he realized that there was an actual werewolf at the party, apparently a close friend of the host. And, because of the diet he was on, all he could do was stand and stare at the overflowingly copious candy everyone else was happily enjoying. It was cool seeing so many costumes, and the off-and-on magic show was neat, but...it was hard for him to enjoy much of it when he felt like he hardly fit in at all.

"Hey, you don't like it?" A woman's voice yanked him out of his depressive reverie, and he turned to the source to find...what really looked to be a witch.

"Uh.." Come to think of it, he'd almost certainly seen her going around refilling the bowls of candy and drinks and other stuff that got empty. With what looked to be actual magic. Oh, no—had he managed to insult a real witch?

"I-I'm sure I'd love it," he said after a too-long hesitation. "But I'm uh..supposed to be on a diet..." Zander patted his flabby belly in an effort to legitimize his claim by demonstrating the very good reason he'd started on said diet.

"Aww, that's a shame. One should really be able to cheat a little on Halloween of all nights," she said, looking..sympathetically sad for him.

He exhaled slightly in relief; even if this was a real witch, she wasn't the "boil you in a cauldron if you insult me" kind...probably. Actually, now that he was actually looking, she was really cute.

"I wish. It's for my health, you know," he said, relaxing slightly more.

"Hmm." Her head tilted slightly, like she was remembering or thinking about something. "Say, I have an idea. Could I test out a spell on you? Harmless, I swear, or you can sue me if it's not."

"Uh...sure, I guess?" The witch-looking magician outside was supposed to be using real magic on people too, so...harmless magic was believable enough to him for the moment.

"Okay!" She rubbed her hands eagerly. "Just hold still, now." When he did, she drew herself up slightly and began to intone a spell with a brief poem:

"You, my new friend, with this blessing I greet:

I know you will find my candy sweet.

For every confection tonight you eat,

You will enjoy a second treat.

Imagine the body you wish you had,

If you really think that one is bad,

And every time you swallow more,

You'll change to match it, down to the core."

As she progressed through the words, a faint orange glow began to surround her body, and her eyes changed color to the same bright hue, also glowing themselves. Her hair and clothes even blew upward slightly in an invisible wind near the end, and when she finished speaking the spell the glow seemed to rush toward—and into—Zander's body. He shuddered and looked down, patting himself a few times, but it ultimately didn't feel like it had done anything. And yet...

"Phew," the witch said. "Well, that was a new experience for sure. Please, try something small so I can see if that actually did anything. A tiny little cheat?" she said, producing a small piece of wrapped chocolate that Zander was fairly sure she couldn't have been holding a minute ago.

"Well, uh...okay," he mumbled. The combination of wanting that chocolate in the first place, having it presented to him by such a pretty girl, and..wanting to believe that the spell had worked and was going to do what it said, was too much for him to resist. He took it and munched it down. It was as delicious as he'd expected, and...he wasn't sure, but Zander thought he felt a faint tingle rushing down from the nape of his neck to the base of his spine. It made him shudder again, just slightly.

This seemed to satisfy her, at least. She nodded. "Thanks. I think it did work! I'll keep an eye out for you tonight to see how well. Gotta go for now~," she added, winking.

Still feeling a little stunned from the overall experience, Zander stood there in silence for a moment before shaking himself free. Was that for real, or some kind of trick to make him eat her candy? Well...it wasn't hurting anyone else, and maybe she was right anyway. A little cheating, just for one night...

He picked up a sucker and unwrapped it, gently popping it into his mouth as he walked around. Imagine the body you wish you had... What kind of body did he want? Zander happened to run across that actual werewolf again, who was busy chatting with a big group of people. She was tall, strong, attractive..popular. It'd be cool to be like that, he thought, running his tongue over the sweet. If anything, being wolfy like her—with the real fuzzy ears and fluffy tail—had to be a bonus, too. He shuddered briefly again at another faint tingling spreading out along his back from where the first one had been.

As he continued eating the sucker, more tingling periodically hit him, spreading farther each time—making its way to his sides, then his front, and finally running its way up his head and down his arms and legs, causing him to shake once more and seek somewhere to sit down. Was something really happening...? He got his answer as he came close to finishing the treat in his mouth, which seemed to cause the tingling across his scalp to steadily intensify, and then found hair slowly cascading its way down the sides of his face and the back of his neck. He raised a hand to run through it in curiosity as it tickled his forehead and cheeks, and found it pleasantly soft, like it was freshly washed. It finished growing just as he swallowed the last of it, winding up a few inches past his shoulders.

Zander wasn't really sure what long hair had to do with the body he was thinking about having...but, after running his hand through it and looking at it for a moment, he felt like it suited him quite well. He went and grabbed a sour gummy candy on his way to a nearby bathroom to look in the mirror. The tingling, curiously enough, didn't resume; instead he began to feel his body tensing ever so slightly as he chewed on the candy.

"W-whoa," he mumbled, looking in the mirror. The hair from the top of his head wasn't the only thing that had changed; rather, his facial hair was completely gone. The holes in his costume along the arms and legs revealed smooth, soft skin too, and when he pulled up his shirt briefly out of curiosity, well—there was the same flabby belly he was used to seeing, except its skin was much the same as his face and limbs. "Hmmh." He pulled it back down again before stepping out, not wanting to embarrass himself, but it seemed..easier to cover his stomach with it than it had been a moment ago.

Done with the sour chew, he picked up another few and popped them into his mouth one by one. The sensation of his body tensing came back a little stronger with the second one, and stronger still with the third. It was perhaps slightly uncomfortable then, except that when he looked down he finally discovered the meaning of that sensation: His stomach was less than half its original girth! "Wha—n-no way," he mumbled to himself, and went over to an unoccupied part of the house with a chair to sit down in before putting the fourth treat from his hand to his mouth.

"Nnnn-nngh.." He shuddered again as his body tensed particularly hard, and he felt his clothes loosen around him as fat rapidly vanished away. The rest of what was in his hand went into his mouth almost involuntarily as he felt—and saw—his arms and lower legs slim down, his belly steadily flattening more and more, his..shoulders narrowing? And, curiously enough, his chest, hips and thighs didn't seem to benefit much at all from this magical fitness regimen, all remaining more or less the same size as before. It was weird..but he couldn't complain, seeing how very fit the rest of him was getting! By the time he had swallowed it all, he had a body shape he'd dreamed of having but never come close to his entire adult life: A fit, trim, flat, slim belly, and arms and legs without a hint of fat to them, either.

And he needed more...! Zander got up and fast-walked (restraining himself from being running to not be too conspicuous) to the nearest bowl of candy, just grabbing a handful of whatever was there. It turned out to be mostly chocolates. A peanut butter-chocolate treat went in his mouth next, and it seemed to cause a sharp tingling across his ears and the base of his spine, the latter seeming like a sort of progression of what he'd felt with that very first piece of chocolate the witch had given him. As he took in a second piece of chocolate, this one dark, on the way back to the chair he'd come from, Zander felt some odd sensations in his mouth, like his tongue and teeth were moving around unbidden. He sat down and took a brief break from candy-eating to run his tongue carefully along his teeth, and discovered actual fangs in place of his original, omnivorous canines. They were long, they were sharp, they were...wolfish. Some experimenting found his tongue a tiny bit longer than before, too! Which could only mean...his ears..and his lower back...!

Zander put a milk chocolate in his mouth next, and as he enjoyed its flavor he also enjoyed a curious sort of upward stretching sensation accompanying the tingling of his ears. They were pushing up, and up, some light fuzz on them making him feel every inch of his soft hair that ran across their surface as they grew past them. At the same time that fuzz grew longer and thicker, steadily turning into full, fluffy fur. And then—the milk chocolate gone, he found a piece of white chocolate and ate it right away, with the result of that tingling in his lower back finally progressing into the sensation of something pushing its way out there too. "Mm~mh.." He twisted around to watch, and was a little surprised at just how easy that was; his body seemed to be more flexible than before in addition to more fit. And...indeed, there was a little, fluffy black-furred tail coming from the base of his spine, rapidly filling itself out longer and thicker before his eyes. By the time he was done with the latest treat, it was a full-size, genuine, wolf tail! And...patting around, he found that, curiously, the costume pieces he'd been wearing before were simply gone. All the better, he thought; it'd look silly to have two tails and four ears when half of each were clearly fake.

"Yess...!" Zander half-whispered. This was amazing! The spell was working perfectly. He could feel his tail whipping back and forth behind him in a happy wag, his ears fully upright seemingly in response to the smile on his face...and then lowering slightly as he finally noticed something. "Huh? Hmm~mm." He hummed quietly to himself, standing up again as he half-absentmindedly put another sucker in his mouth. His voice sounded...kind of odd. Maybe something had happened with the inner workings of his mouth when the teeth and tongue changed. But then.."Mm, mm~mm, mm..." It was still changing, he noticed, as his trek took him back into the crowd to seek another handful of candy. "Mmm." The pitch wasn't shifting much, maybe going a little higher, but there was just something different about the tone coming out that he couldn't quite place yet.

"Hey, you having fun?" Zander's quest was interrupted by another encounter with the witch who'd cast the spell on him.

"Huh? O-oh, uh.." he mumbled nervously. Then: "Yeah! This stuff's, r~really good." His voice kind of cracked and shifted a little more mid-sentence.

"Glad to hear it!" she said. "I made it, after all."

"Wh—a~all of it?" More cracking, a bit of a squeak there; Zander ignored it.

"Yep! Fren and Ko.," she said, nodding. "I only give it out for free on Halloween, though."

"That's great! I'll have to uh, buy some later," he said.

"Heheh. Don't feel obligated. It's great to see the spell's working, though," she said.

"Y-yeah. I, uh, my v~oice keeps, changing though." He swallowed the last of the sucker and pulled the stick out, dropping his hand with that in it to his side.

"Hmm. Well, maybe that's just part of the ideal body you're imagining," she said. Then: "Here. These are some of my favorites." In her hand she offered him some candy wrapped in cute little packages resembling various fruits, which Zander supposed must taste like them, too.

"Oh. Thanks." He took the offer, and—on an impulse he wasn't completely sure of the reason for—wandered into the nearest unoccupied bathroom as he carefully unwrapped a strawberry one first.

"Hmm, hmmm." He flicked on the light, noticing his voice wasn't changing anymore. It sounded...odd, now. Not...bad at all, but...actually...He finally realized it just didn't sound like a man's voice. Instead it was a deep alto tone that he'd expect a very mature, sexy woman to have. A woman...?

In the mirror, he found his face looking different again. It was smaller, rounder, and framed by that long, lovely hair. His eyes were..unusual too, now, one of them a bright orange and the other a deep, mystical purple. "W-whoa.." He blinked once or twice at the face in the mirror. It looked...cute? Pretty? And he...liked it?

The strawberry treat went in his mouth. "MMMmmhh..!" Its flavor was unbelievable. Like biting into a juicy strawberry, yet also unbelievably sweet, all at the same time. This had to be some kind of specialty, he thought; no wonder it was one of the witch's favorites. Also..eating it was progressing his change another step. He could feel a faint tingling starting...down between his legs. It felt oddly..nice, and it made his ears lower a bit and his tail start to slowly wag; the face in the mirror was beginning to blush, too. "Mmh..?" The tingling slowly, steadily grew stronger, which made his blush brighten and his tail speed up. And..it seemed to be causing him to get smaller down there, too.

Just like that, the strawberry candy was gone. Zander immediately put the apple one in next, before the feelings this part of the change was giving him could fade away. He was rewarded with a sudden ramping up of intensity instead, causing him to vocalize involuntarily: "Mm~rrf!" A muted bark; he was part canine now, after all. It was slipping inward, ever so slowly at first, but now faster and faster...and he found himself wanting his manhood to do that—to go away, disappear, and..become something else entirely...

"Rrf..rr~aah..mm~mnh..!" Wanting it seemed to make it go faster, and feel even better. Zander could actually feel the intense heat on his face, and on down the rest of his body; he found his hips squirming back and forth as the magic worked on his manhood, steadily melting it away. And then, no sooner did he swallow the last of the treat in his mouth than Zander felt that final tug. "Mmnn~aa~Aaah..rrf!" Just like he wanted, Zander stopped being a man. "Rr~Rrf!" Her voice proved to have quite a range, those barks going awfully high in pitch as she felt womanhood form in, the necessary equipment settling into all the right places..and simultaneously experienced a fuzzy, wonderful feeling down there as a reward for jumping to the other side of the fence. "Aah, aa~aahaahnnn~.." she murmured slowly, in her deep, sexy voice, as the pleasure coursed through her and then began to fade.

More...! She needed..so, Zander tore open the packaging and stuck another treat in her mouth without even looking at it first. It was obviously watermelon—but the more candy-like, extreme sort of watermelon flavor rather than the relatively muted taste of the real thing. Either way, it prompted a rapid tingling across her chest, and a somewhat odd feeling like something flowing into it. "Mn~nh..!" Whatever it was, it felt good, and it came along with the feeling of her hips, bottom and thighs thickening out a bit, forming the lower third of what were sure to be some perfect hourglass curves. Indeed, her belly also caved in a bit more at the sides to complement this change. And...

"Rr~rrf! A~ahh..nn.." Zander's chest had just finished changing from male flab to a pair of relatively modest female breasts. But they were far from done, as now the flowing sensation was joined with a gentle outward push, suddenly sensitive skin brushing across her shirt's cloth and giving her more of those wonderful, fuzzy, girly feelings. Her tail was going a million miles an hour now, and she was practically paralyzed by the pleasure, her whole body seeming to have overheated itself with that blush. Yet, as the last of the candy in her mouth slid down her throat, she proved perfectly capable of pushing the last one in—a delicious cherry chew, by the taste of it on her tongue.

"Mm~MMmmnnh.." Zander could feel—and see—her breasts swelling out bigger and bigger. How big could they get..? She wanted them to be huge, to fit the rest of her tall, voluptuous shape. And so they grew faster, drawing even more pleasure from her newfound womanhood. "Aah, aah—rrRRff..! A~ahnnNNnn~..!" Her voice seemed to alternate between adorable, high, wolfish yips and deep, mature, very human and extremely womanly sounds of...appreciation. Somehow she kept herself from crying aloud—at least, enough that the noise from the party outside drowned her out for even the keenest of animal ears. "Mmngh..ye—...ye~es...!" she mumbled, encouraging her big, round bosom to give one final push. And then: "Aah—! Aa~aahnn~nn.." Zander's breasts indeed burst forward one last time, swelling to an enormous size, probably at least D-cups, just after she swallowed the last of the candy and freed her mouth up for crying out one last time in appreciation for the wonderful sensations her new sex was capable of.

For a long moment, the tall, curvy wolf-girl found herself panting—rapid breaths, just like a doggy, that would have been unhealthy for someone fully human—and as she did her body slowly cooled down and the strength returned to her legs made wobbly and weak by all of that recent..excitement...between them. When she finally—mentally speaking—came to again, she blinked a couple of times in the mirror to find herself wearing a completely different outfit.

Her top was little more than a piece of cloth just barely holding onto the lower two-thirds of her gigantic chest, possibly aided by a sort of belt holding tight to her waist just below them. Her flat, slender midriff was completely exposed—something she never would've been caught dead doing in her old form—and below that there was a skirt and a pair of leggings in orange and black, one of which had some decorative tearing in it not unlike that of the costume she'd had on before. Besides that, there was an unzipped hoodie that probably never would be zipped, given how little room it'd leave for her impressive breasts, and which wouldn't have covered the lower half of her belly even if it were closed up anyway. Overall, it looked pretty great on her.

"W-wolf girl, huh..?" she muttered to herself, taking a small step closer to admire herself in the mirror a little more. Some kind of lightning tattoo had shown up under her right eye, but she was fairly sure it was the temporary kind that would just wash off. Her hands were small with slim, delicate fingers ending in pretty nails painted a deep purple shade. "Wolf...woman~," she corrected after a moment, running one of those hands down her side to feel her curves. "Rr~row. Heheh." But it was true; she felt sexy, something she'd really never experienced before, or even imagined could be real for her. She looked fairly fit, sure, but she also felt strong, like her appearance belied the real strength her new form sported. Well, she could always test just how strong she really was later. For now...there was a party going on out there.

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Azura was one of the coolest guests at the party. Her body and outfit were more than eye-catching, and she was friendly and energetic to boot. She participated in a few of Cassilda's tricks with an enthusiasm that put most of the other partygoers to shame, and a lot of people found she was pretty fun to talk to, too. The only—somewhat odd thing about the tall, gorgeous wolf-girl, was that she seemed to constantly be popping candy of one kind or another into her mouth. Some wondered to themselves how she kept a figure like that on such a diet, but ultimately convinced themselves she probably didn't eat like that every night. After all, it was Halloween—what better time to treat yourself and cheat on your usual eating habits a bit?

"You see that girl, sitting there eating a big purple sucker?" Frenella pointed her out to the other witch.

"...Her? Oh yeah, she was great!" Cassilda said. "One of my best volunteers tonight. I have no idea how I missed someone like that coming in; it's like she just appeared in the middle of the party outta nowhere."

"Heheh. Well, I suppose you could say the experiment was a success," Frenella said.

"Wh-really?" The candy witch nodded. "Great! I mean...it was just a theory, but I'm glad we got a chance to test it out before the magical night was over."

"Me too. I think I might have a knack for spell-weaving...at least, if it has to do with my treats, anyway."

"Hmm. In that case, I have a suggestion. Perhaps next year, we could work together on something really special," the magician said, her eyes practically sparkling with ideas.

"Oh? What ever do you have in mind?"

"Hmm. Too much to say all at once. I'm in that mentally loopy state from being tired after doing all those tricks tonight," she said, waving her hand around in a vaguely circular gesture. "But rest assured, I'll be in touch once I've properly collected my thoughts."

"A'right. Looking forward to it!"