Vignettes - I'm Back

Yes, I'm back. I've had a major case of writer's block. So to shake it off, I've written a few shorter stories. I can't say it's majorly helped, but I'd like to think (and hope!) that you'll hear from me again much sooner than this last gap!

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The Ideal Valentine

The night was young, and Miles was getting frisky with his girlfriend, Jackie. The two had been together for three years now, and their Valentine's Day had only begun. After a wonderful night out, there was only one thing on the lovers' minds. However, as soon as their lovemaking entered the honeymoon suite they'd booked for the night, Jackie paused a rowdy Miles as she rummaged in her underwear drawer. "I wanted to do something extra special for tonight, so I got us these." She held out two little bottles of shimmering liquid, dropping one into his open hands. "Drink this while I get into something more comfortable, and we'll have a night to remember!"

With that, Jackie slipped into the bathroom to freshen up. However, Miles had a few Valentine's plans of his own. He left the vial on Jackie's vanity table, then reached under the bed to pull out a box of treasures. He sprinkled some rose petals on the bed, lit a few scented candles, and dug out the box of premium chocolates and champagne. Then came to the pièce de résistance; a pair of tearaway briefs with a heart-print pattern that cupped his junk just so. He had this Valentine's thing in the can.

Finally, Miles got around to the small bottle his girlfriend had given him. It was a vibrant purple, with a peculiar sparkle. He noticed that the vial had a sticker on the front, a circle sitting atop a cross. He cocked his head, it was the universal symbol for women, and femininity. Why did Jackie want him to drink this? Then again, she was somewhat into witchcraft in a cutesy, fashion way. It was probably some sort of aphrodisiac she'd found online, made to spice the evening up a little. A way to find his inner women, and better understand how to pleasure her, perhaps. He uncorked the vial, and sniffed the contents. Sweet notes, with a floral undertone. Well, bottoms up.

"AAAHHHHH!!"

My Desired Costume

Jack groaned as he rolled his head upright, heavy with a case of grogginess. He hadn't felt this bad after a night out in months. He wasn't even partying wild like his college days, it was only a few drinks with friends. He hadn't reached that age already, had he? But he couldn't remember any specifics. The whole night was a blur. Except for one moment. He left to use the restroom, when he bumped into someone he recognised. Someone that made him feel uneasy. Someone unwanted... But for the life of him, he couldn't remember anything. He gulped, he'd heard stories of people being drugged and assaulted. Was he another victim? Had this mystery person done something to him? Did they spike him? His heart sank at the thought. 

Yet as he tried to tried up to his face to rub the sleep from his eyes, he realised something most unsavory. He couldn't move his arms at all. The shock cleared his mind, allowing him to recognise the danger he was in. He was stood upright, his arms tired behind his back, his feet bound together and locked to the ground. He struggled to break free or even move from his spot, but it was no use. He was stuck. With a sigh, he looked around his environment uneasily. He wasn't just anywhere, he was in his own bedroom.

But who would drug and kidnap someone, only to leave them in their own home? There was only one way to find answers. Jack gulped and cleared his throat. "Hello?" He cried out, just loud enough for a would-be murderer to hear him. "Is anyone there? What's going on!?" There was a sudden bump in the room next door, followed by heavy footsteps that padded straight toward the bedroom door.

DILF Elixir

It was mid-morning, and Trent was still resting in bed. He had no work, no plans, no responsibilities, except for sleep. That is, until he was rudely awoken by the curtains in the room being thrown open, and his boisterous husband bouncing onto the bed beside him. "Get up, sleepyhead" Frank cooed with a sharp prod.

"Mmm, noooo," Trent mumbled. "Sleep..."

"Don't you know what day it is?"

"Sunday," he grumbled. "The day of rest... So let me rest!" He dug himself under the covers further.

"It's not just any old Sunday. It's..."

"I'unno... S'not my birthday... Not yours..." Suddenly, he jolted upwards. "Fuck, it's not our anniversary, is it? It can't be..."

"No, of course not." Frank laughed. "Bit worrying you forgot we married in the winter... No, it's Father's Day!"

"Father's Day? You woke me up for that!? Our dads suck, you know that!"

Trent chucked a pillow at Frank, who only laughed at his partner's tantrum. "Well, I suppose I should just get rid of this then," he said, dangling a small bottle just teasingly out of reach.

Trent stared at the vial, a little confused, until his eyes widened in recognition of the shimmering blueish contents within. "Oh shit," he muttered. "Is that...? You didn't..."

Rough Day

Matt had been having a rough day. He forgot his homework was due, getting him detention for the week. Then he lost his lunch money to a faulty vending machine. And to top it off, he tripped on his own shoelaces during gym, face-planting in a pile of mud. He had never felt so humiliated, he was already preparing to have a fake sick day to avoid going back the next day. 

So when he returned home after detention to discover his dad was already home, he was a little suspicious. His dad never left work early. He was in the kitchen, waiting beside two empty mugs. "You okay, little man?" he asked just as the kettle reached a boil.

"I guess," Matt mumbled as he dumped his backpack and jacket on the floor. "I just had a bad day at school..." 

His dad sighed, and grumbled. "I know the feeling..." He turned around and picked up a mug billowing with hot steam, and passed it to his son. "Maybe a good cup of tea will make you feel better."

Matt grabbed the mug and gave it a sniff. It smelt sweet and fruity, with a little hint of something smoky. He wasn't much of a tea drinker, or any hot beverage really. But after the day he had had, it was nice to have a little treatment.

Vignettes: Black Friday

For the first time ever, the Magic Curiosities Emporium is having its very own Black Friday sale, and it's all thanks to me. It's been a few years since Master Mitawi offered me the opportunity to work under him as his apprentice. Well, more like forced me after aging me thirty-something years and refusing to turn me back into a teenager, but that's water under the bridge! I've grown to enjoy my line of work, and I've improved in my own magical skills. In fact, it was me who suggested we join the other shops in Black Friday. Mitawi was unconvinced, until I explained how we could deliver magic while reducing waste. We have so much junk in storage, stuff we couldn't even give away because it doesn't work right, or needs to be disposed of properly, or could be "dangerous" if you sold it and how could you even suggest giving a child one of... Ahem... So, we're having a little clearance sale while it's the right time for it.

The bulk of our clearance comes from expired potions. Yup, even potions have use-by dates and when they're no longer viable for consumption, we have a very delicate and complicated process of neutralising the effects before dumping them. Because the potions are still magic, and will still do what's intended. It's just that they come bundled with unwanted side effects. Or maybe it's a welcome side effect, It depends on who you ask. We do also have the occasional non-potion item on sale as well. Products we can't sell due to them being packaged wrong, or they don't work quite as intended. Normally they'd be locked away until their magical properties wear off. Now we're selling them at highly discounted prices! We've made quite a few sales today, which made my master happy, and of course, the ensuing chaos we created was a fun bonus.

Dream Flight

Luck didn't seem to be on Carlos' side as he ran alongside his family through the airport to reach their departure gate. An incident on the highway led to them reaching the airport with barely minutes to spare. Not that he was in much of a rush to reach his destination. He had mixed feelings about his biannual family vacation. He was excited to be out of school and off on an adventure, eager to hit the beaches in the area, disappointed that it was only for a long weekend, and frustrated that he had to spend the entirety of his vacation with his extended family. He was travelling with his parents and his older sister to meet the rest of the family at their vacation home on a quaint island off the coast of North Carolina, and he wasn't thrilled at the prospect of sharing a room with his younger twin cousins. He'd give any opportunity to be alone for once. Although he wouldn't even be able to complain about that if they missed their flight.

Upon finally reaching the gate mere minutes before closing, the attendant looked at their tickets, tapped something into her computer, then apologetically said "I'm so sorry but it appears we're overbooked in the main cabin. However we can offer tickets for the next flight plus $100 compensation each".

The entire family sighed and looked at each other. Carlos' dad shook his head. "No, we can't do that. We need to get a ferry to our vacation home, and we'll miss the last one if we got a later flight. There won't be another until the start of next week. Isn't there any way we could get on this flight?"

Tables Have Turned

Fool No More

Fool's Shower

You're Kidding

Fool's Shower

Fool No More

Sleeping Pills

Leap Day Birthday

Pumpkin Patch

Core Elixirs

"And here we have the core room, where we create the foundation elixirs we use to mix, blend and create all of our products from". Alex paid little attention to the tour guide leading his group around the local factory for MagiCorp. He didn't even want to go in the first place but his mom thought he'd benefit from learning how the town's biggest employer operated and sent him on his way. They were halfway into the tour, and Alex was more engrossed in his phone than in the commentary. He was the only child on the tour so he had nobody to talk and connect with outside of his phone. He was starting to annoy the other members of the tour group with his incessant texting and photo taking so he decided to stroll slightly behind everyone else while they listened to the tour guide drone on about the massive vats filled with colorful liquids. Everyone lined up along the platform that overlooked some smaller vats.

"Now this purple concoction is my favourite. We use it as a foundation for all of our invisibility products". One woman leaned further over the barrier to get a closer look, only to accidentally drop a notepad over the edge. It landed with a quiet plop inside the glowing purple vat. The guide tutted and said "Well you won't see that again, literally... I advise everyone to keep away from the edge or vanishing might be the least of your worries. The last guy to ignore that warning had all the flesh fall off his body, somehow ended up still alive but as a skeleton. Boy was that one heck of a lawsuit...". Several people cautiously crept back towards the wall while the guide pointed at other colourful vats and explained their purpose. Meanwhile, Alex continued to ignore the man and focussed on his smartphone after a friend sent him a video to watch.

Homebrew

Identitea

Aged To Work

Doctor's Office

The Injection

I had been feeling pretty down since my best friend, Ted, moved away to military school a few weeks ago. It was so sudden, I just went to his house one day and his parents told me he wasn't there. I haven't even had any contact with him since apparently they don't allow any communication with outsiders. It sucked so much! Then one day while I was home alone, I heard a knock at the door. I answered it, only to be immediately assaulted by a huge man in dark clothes. He put a rag over my mouth and I felt dizzy. He dragged me to a nearby van and threw me into the back. He called out to the driver "Yo, this the kid?". 

The driver turned towards me and his eyes lit up with recognition. "Yeah that's the one. Good job". He looked a bit familiar but I lost consciousness before I could figure it out. 

When I came to, I was laying on a lumpy bed in a sterile white room. There was nothing else in the room, and only one exit which was locked. I sat around for what felt like hours, trying to make sense of the situation, before the door finally opened and the driver walked in. His clothes were skin-tight, I could see every contour of his muscular body. I felt too intimidated to talk until he knelt down in front of me and put a comforting hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off and yelled "Why am I here!?". 

He stared me in the face and said "They wanted you for an experiment". 

"Why me?" I asked. 

He sighed and replied "I'm so sorry, they said I had to choose someone or else they'd take it away from me and I can't let them do it". 

"Who's they? What will they take? Why?".

The man raised an eyebrow and said with surprise "You really haven't guessed? Do you know who I am?". 

I stared into his strong, stubbled face and saw that familiarity again. But I shrugged and replied "I dunno, are you Ted's uncle or something?". 

He smiled softly and said "Something like that. Look, all I have to do is give you this injection and it will all be explained. Don't worry, everything will be fine". 

I eyed the door and wanted to make a break for it but I knew there was no chance I'd escape. And even if I did, what would I do? I didn't even know where I was. I teared up and sniffed, begrudgingly nodding as he pulled out a needle filled with a lucid green liquid. He swiftly jabbed it into my arm and left the room before I could say anything else. Left to my own thoughts again, I thought about Ted. Maybe he ended up in the same position as I was in now, injected by his uncle. What if something went wrong and that's why I hadn't seen him in weeks, that he was killed and his parents made up the military school story? 

I was feeling queasy now and my body was aching all over. It felt like I was having multiple growing pains at once. In fact, I could actually see myself growing! I told myself that was impossible but I watched dumbstruck as my limbs painfully stretched like taffy while my torso jolted upwards like a jack-in-the-box. I ripped my clothes off as they were too constricting, revealing my cock hadn't been left out of the game. My groans of pain suddenly dropped a few octaves as my adam's apple jolted out. I had stopped growing taller now and was experiencing a whole new kind of pain as I exploded with muscle. My arms inflated with dense mass while my thighs swelled out to inhuman proportions. My chest expanded and my stomach deflated with every deep breath I took. I was gritting my teeth and tears streamed down my cheeks, just wishing it would stop. Luckily, the process seemed to slow down allowing me time to focus. I laid on the floor covered in sweat and breathing heavily while I tried to make sense of what had happened. A final shiver through my spine signalled the end, all that pain just vanished. 

I eventually stood up, feeling a lot heavier than normal, and ran my large hands over the huge mounds of muscle I'd acquired. I stroked my face, feeling rough stubble covering my round cheeks. I was unpleasantly surprised as I move my hand up and felt a smooth scalp. Every single hair had fallen out in clumps splayed across the floor. I was both terrified and amazed at how I'd grown, but I knew I couldn't stay in the room any longer, I needed to find answers. I turned the door knob and found it unlocked. I briskly walked through a small passageway, opening into a tiled room. Inside, I came face-to-face with the driver who was waiting for me. I yelped and hid behind the wall in embarrassment, only to see he was just as nude as I was. He threw a bottle of murky liquid at me and said "Drink this, you'll need it after what you went through". I gulped down the contents in no time, wincing at the terrible taste. He smiled understandably and continued "You're really going to feel it tomorrow morning, I could hardly move for days after my injection". 

My eyes widened and I exclaimed "They did this to you too?". 

He chuckled and said "Of course! I really thought you'd of figured it out by now, I mean we haven't seen each other for weeks". 

It finally clicked in my head and I said "Ted? Ted! But how?". 

He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms casually. "My parents signed me up to a specialised military programme that wanted to make the perfect soldier. I went in thinking it'd be an intense training programme but they totally Marvel'd it. One moment I'm a short, pudgy weakling and the next I'm this huge, muscled stud! They ran some tests afterwards and declared me a success. Everything was fine but they wanted more test subjects. Nobody else was signing up. Eventually, they threatened me with a downgrade if I didn't find someone else, I wouldn't of brought you into this otherwise". 

I looked down at my perfectly sculpted body and said "No, I'm glad you did. I mean it was a horrid and scary experience but the results... Damn, it's just incredible, we're just like Captain America! But..." I rubbed my smooth head. 

He laughed and said  "Oh it's just a side effect of the injection, it'll grow back along with the rest of your body hair. Though I like being smooth all over, just accentuates the muscle you know?". He flexed his body as if to prove it.

I leaned against the wall and said "So what now? Is there an initiation or lecture or something?". 

"Well they'll want to run a few tests to make sure you're as perfect as me, but I do have a little initiation of my own". He grabbed his swelling cock, giving me a sultry smirk. 

I grinned and turned back down the corridor, calling back to him "I know where there's an empty room".