Follow the Rules on Halloween (Yang TG)

Wade sighed as he watched all the people walk by dressed in costumes of all kinds. It was Halloween night and people were dressed up for it. Trick or treating and walking in groups of friends and families. The fact he was dressed up in a simple pair of jeans and a shirt with a light jacket over his body made him stand out like red paint in a white sheet.

The young man sighed as he walked past the people, a little annoyed by all the groups around him. He used to enjoy dressing up as someone else or a creepy monster, but he had grown out of it. The candy was always a win as long as the haul was good and he got what he liked. However, it had lost its charm over the years as spending more time with his friends became a greater priority. He hadn't gotten a costume this year and didn't bother pulling out an old one he had. He wasn't going to dress up for the night when he wasn't going to get anything out of it, or had anywhere to go.

So here he was walking around his neighborhood trying to burn some of the excess energy he had in his system. Hearing the laughing and cheer of some of them as they got candy and spent time with their families and friends did nothing to help his mood. It made him want to head home already and just put on a movie or play a game until this night was over. At least then he wouldn't have to deal with seeing all of the joy the people had that he couldn’t take part in.

Honestly, the night just sucked in general since he couldn’t hang with his friends, and his mother had gone on a date with her boyfriend. He was fine with having the house to himself, especially since his house didn’t have to deal with any trick or treaters or any of the stuff that their road was on. He would walk for another mile or two and then head back to his place and maybe put on a scary movie. He had been binging some monster movies lately so why not.

“Hey why aren’t you in costume?” a feminine voice asked.

He stopped and turned to look at the person speaking to him and saw that it was a girl dressed as a sexy witch. She wore a black witch hat with a bright gold trim. She had long red hair that was styled in a ponytail that flowed down her back and bright green eyes. She wore a low cut black corset that exposed her more than ample cleavage. Her nice toned legs were covered by black stockings and wore matching black heels. A black skirt was wrapped around her waist that hid the bottom of her leotard. Along with the skirt was a brown belt with a red sash that was attached to it along with a golden disk.

Wade’s eyes roamed her form, taking in the exposed cleavage for what it was and committing it to memory. Just because he might not be happy with how everything had been going for him, didn’t mean that he couldn’t admire a good sight when he saw one. He sighed out tiredly, “Are you talking to me?”

“Yeah I’m talking to you, you’re the only one not dressed for the night,” the redhead said. “It isn’t right if you're going to be out and about.”

“Yeah you should be wearing a costume if you're going to walk the streets this late at night,” another witch girl said who had to be her friend.

She was dressed up similarly to her friend, minus the accessories she wore. She wore a long frayed black dress that went down to her knees and exposed her breasts in a similar manner. Her black witch hat had a wider brim than the other one and was one singular color. She wore exotic jewelry with several emerald gems. She had short muddy brown hair that went to her shoulders and wore a black witch hat on top of her head.

“Yeah right,” Wade scoffed and rolled his eyes as he looked at the girls. He wanted to just ignore them but the fact they were staring at him made it plain to him they just wouldn't let him be. Besides, it wasn’t that late it was only ten. If it wasn't for it being a Saturday night then he would have refuted that the kids were the ones who shouldn't be out. If they wanted to get a real scare out of some people then they should have targeted the youngsters instead of adults like him. The kids would have been scared easier and would have listened to whatever they were saying, though that probably would have angered the children's parents. “Last I checked there wasn't a law that said people had to dress up on Halloween.”

“Oh but there is. It is one of the great traditions of the holiday,” the brunette said. “You not wearing a costume is a crime against the holiday that needs to be rectified immediately.”

“And what do you intend to do about it?” Wade asked as he looked at the witch skeptically. He braced himself for a fight to bolt out of the area. He wasn't afraid of them but he didn't know what type of ‘magic’ they had and what they were going to do. He could get lost in the crowd and make his way back to his home.

“Well the first thing I’m going to do is get you a good body,” the lead witch said.

“The hell do you mean by that?” Wade asked. This crazy girl had to have some sort of drugs or alcohol to think she could change his body. Either way, she was getting a little into the holiday if she was going to pretend she was an actual witch.

After a moment he groaned and just continued walking away. He wouldn’t indulge these delusional girls any more than he already had. If he did they would probably just continue to badger him for the rest of the night. The last thing he needed was to get roped into whatever they had going on. If they were acting this cooky then they might be on some sort of drugs or something.

“It's awfully rude to just walk away from two beautiful girls, especially in such provocative outfits,” the second girl said as she followed after him. “Especially when we’re willing to give you such attention and help you out.”

“I don’t know you two, and you don’t know me,” Wade replied crassly as he continued to walk straight ahead. “And we will probably never see each other again after this night so no point in minding how rude I am. And another thing is I don’t want help that you’re willing to offer me.”

The sooner he finished his walk, the sooner he could go back home and do whatever he pleased. He might not have a plan at the moment for when he did get back home, but he would figure something out. He might just go to bed early so he didn't have to put up with this night anymore.

“Stop,” the second witch commanded.

Wade stopped in his place. He blinked and looked down at his legs, wondering why they weren’t moving to his wishes. He tried to walk, but it was as if they stuck to a large piece of flypaper or something. He could still wiggle his toes just fine, but couldn’t raise them no matter how hard he tried. The young man grabbed one of his thighs and tried to lift it off the ground, but even then it wouldn’t move.

“What the hell, why can't I move my legs?” Wade yelled.

“Because we won’t let you,” the second witch teased as she slowly walked in front of him.

“We can’t have a sourpuss like you wandering around. Your attitude will just bring it down for everyone you interact with for the rest of the night,” the redhead said as she stepped on the other side of him.

“Ain’t that the truth,” the dark-haired girl giggled.

“How are you doing this?” Wade demanded as he glared at the two girls.

“Isn't it obvious boy? We’re witches,” the redhead said mischievously and winked at him.

“Hey! Someone help me!” Wade cried and looked around to see if anyone would do so.

To his horror, it looked like no one was coming. It looked as if no one had even heard him. The families continued to walk past him as if he was just another person on the street who was walking by. The children looked into their bags to see what they had gotten from the house and smiled in glee at the chocolaty goods they had received. He tried to reach out to a nearby guy dressed in a scream costume, but he moved out of reach. The terrified young man continued to scream and call out for help but the people continued to move beyond his grasp.

“Please stop with the screaming,” the brunette groaned. “No one is going to notice anyway. “So since you got this one, your call on how you want to mess with him.”

“I saw some nice art while back I want to see in real life,” the green-eyed girl said. She leaned forward and said with a pleasant smile. “Hello, tonight I'm going to change you and get you into the festive spirit.”

Wade moved to grab her but she moved swiftly out of his reach and tittered as she looked at him as if he was a clown. His face burned in indignation and he tried harder to grab them, only to fail. The girls laughed harder at his flailing around.

“Well then since you're so eager to grab something we better get started. Don’t worry the transformation won't be painful and you might even find it erotic.”

“Fuck you!”

“Sorry but not going to happen, especially since you’re such a grump. But I'm sure you’ll find a studly man or someone to give you what you want tonight when we’re done.”

Wade quirked a brow and opened his mouth to ask, only to groan as his face suddenly felt like he had been slapped with a fish. It had gone numb as if he dunking his face into ice-cold water. He placed his hands against his cheeks, but couldn’t feel his rough hands against his face. Suddenly his eyes burned as if soap had gotten in them. The young man quickly rubbed his eyes and tried to make the pain in them cease, but it only served to irritate them more. After several futile moments, he tried to force them open, but they clamped down harder of their own will, hurting from how hard they were.

When he was able to feel his face again, he quickly poked and prodded his face. He gulped, his stomach twisting and turning as he felt a foreign bone structure. His cheekbones were higher and his chin softer. The faint scratchy stubble he had from his recent shave was gone and felt like it had been waxed off his face.

“Let me help you see the new you,” the witch in the dress remarked and pulled out a small cosmetic mirror.

Wade gasped at the female face he had now. With plump kissable lips and a small cute button nose. His once dull grey eyes were now a bright lilac color that stood out and added more of an exotic look to his face. If he had seen this face on a girl he would have found them beautiful, but seeing them on himself and replacing his natural looks made them horrible.

“I got to say you look absolutely ravishing. You have a lot of promise if this is just your face. I can only imagine what the rest of you is going to look like when she is done changing you.”

He looked back at the two trying to keep his face blank as his stomach coiled in terror at the two witches. He spoke quietly, trying to keep his voice level. “No...please stop, change me back.”

“And now all the fire that you had moments ago seems to be snuffed out,” the leading witch said. “And sorry to say but it's too late sugar. You had such a crabby attitude and you were so rude moments that you need some adjustments. Don’t worry we just started, things will get better the farther along we go.”

“Someone pleaaaasssee heeeelllpp!” Wade cried out as his voice cracked as it rose several octaves.

“Don’t bother sugar just let all the erotic feelings and moans you want to make come out,” the second with said softly, almost as if she was a doctor speaking to a patient.

Wade gulped as his throat started to tighten. He gripped his neck as it started to slim down in his hands. His throat felt scratchy as if he had been using speaking and it was going dry. He wrapped his hand around his Adam’s apple, fighting the instinctive urge to pull away from it. After several seconds, he felt that it was starting to get smaller, and after several more awkward moments the scratchy feeling that plagued him ceased. He rubbed his throat up and down and couldn’t feel his adam’s apple, as if it had never been there before.

“Good god,” Wade gasped and then froze. The voice that left his mouth wasn’t his own, but that of a young woman who had to be in her late teens or early 20’s.

“Oh such a lovely young voice, wonder what it would be like if you talked dirty to someone in a seductive voice,” the dark-haired girl remarked.

The young man’s hair started to grow out, making him squeal in shock. He looked over his shoulder at his black hair and saw it was growing out as if he had used a hair tonic from a cartoon. When it reached past his shoulders his hair started to brighten up. It continued to brighten the further it got as if dye had been placed in it. His hair stopped growing when it reached down to his flat boney butt. He grabbed his new mane of long hair and ran his hand through it. If this wasn’t his hair and a pillow or a blanket he would have used it.

Wade let go of his hair and glared at the women and forced his mouth shut, a small groan leaving his sealed lips. He spasmed in place as he could feel the next change start to happen. The pleasure grew and his body shook as he tried to hold in the panic and arousal he felt just to spite them, but with these powerful feelings in his body, it was like his face was fighting him. His face twitched and his lips fought to open and even form into a content smile. The two girls started to look taller in front of his eyes as he started to shrink. The clothes he wore started to loosen on his frame as his muscles started to harden. After losing several inches he stopped shrinking and now stood just a little below the dark-haired witch in height, as his body stopped hardening.

He didn’t need a mirror to know he looked like a girl who was wearing her boyfriend’s clothes. He was just grateful his pants were somehow still around his waist and not down at the ground.

He looked down at his arms and saw small feminine hands with clean nails. His forearms were smaller and his biceps were smaller as well. All the hair that previously lined his body was gone as if they had taken him to a salon and had given him the works. He wouldn’t be winning any prizes for any muscle showings, but they did look like he had trained regularly.

“Not going to let us hear your wonderful squeaks and squeals are you? Well then I guess you should ramp things up Andrea, oh I mean Pyrrha,” the second witch said.

“Looks like it Bonnie,” Pyrrha remarked. “Just relax and enjoy yourself. It's Halloween night after all. Now that we’re out of the boring stuff we can really take things to the next level and get to the fun parts.”

“Pyrrha?” The feminine boy asked as he mulled over her words.

“Yeah, I thought she would be a good girl to go as for Halloween night, but with a nice little twist added,” the witch girl shrugged. “But that doesn’t matter at the moment, we have work to do.”

The words filled the transforming young man with dread about what might happen to him next as he glared at them, his glare being dulled by looking more like a pout because of his plump lips. There wasn’t too much he had left of who he was before he would become a full girl. The biggest thing he was missing was the lower anatomy and the boobs. Neither of which was something he wanted to have.

The boy moaned as his junk started to feel as if it was being roughly stepped on. He cupped his balls, and couldn’t hold back the erotic moans that came out of his mouth. He rubbed the front of his pants and heaved as his abdomen felt like it was on fire. Even though he wasn’t doing much it felt like he was jacking himself off to his sexiest fantasies.

“Oh, that’s a nice choice. Now that’s going to make him squeal,” Bonnie remarked happily.

The changing boy grabbed the front of his pants and gently pulled away, the fabric brushing against his manhood and feeling like it was being massaged. He paled at the sight of his manhood standing proud and started to get smaller, like a turtle retreating into its shell. His body shook more as more small squeaks and squalls continued to leave his mouth as he did so. He felt a new pair of warm lips form between his legs as the front of his pants stuck more to his legs.

“Well then, doesn’t that feel nice,” Pyrrha said as she looked at him with an amused smile.

“If you want to play with yourself go right ahead,” the second witch encouraged. “This is your body after all and you don’t have to worry about anyone seeing you. Might as well have a little more fun with everything going on after all. You can think of this as your special night if you want.”

Wade didn’t answer as she gulped and heaved stopped her, her legs wobbling and trying to move them as best she could. Her hand moved of its own accord back to her crotch, hearing its call for attention. The perverted part of her mind wanting to heed it and figure out what it was like to play with herself with his new genitalia. She pulled her hand back and grabbed on her thighs in a vice grip as she breathed heavier through her nose and bit her mouth.

“Well then if you need to grab your thighs why don’t we give your legs the attention they deserve,” the redhead girl remarked. “A pretty girl like you can’t walk around with sticks for legs.”

Wade blinked and braced herself for what was going to happen next. She groaned as her feet started to ache as if she had stepped on a lego and her shoes started to feel looser. She wiggled her toes to see that they were getting smaller and with the added room knew they were. The pain quickly faded and was replaced with a pleasing message, as if she was getting a foot rub from a lover. After several awkward moments, they stopped changing and she could easily imagine she was let with cute dainty womanly feet.

She groaned as she bent over slightly and pulled her pants legs up to see her legs were starting to change. They thinned down to match her new petite feet and continued up her legs. The farther they got the more pleasing the massage felt. Her legs continued to change and her knees buckled. If it wasn't for the magic, then Wade doubted she would have been able to remain standing. She placed her hands on her thighs right after it finished changing her knees.

When it reached her thighs, the inverse started to happen to them. Instead of them getting smaller they started to grow larger as if they were getting larger. She pulled her hands away from her thighs as if it was a hot iron skillet. The sides of her pants grew tighter as her thighs grew larger, adding more security to them. They quickly became thick sexy thighs that looked like they belonged on a model.

“Now then let’s work on that stomach and waist,” Pyrrha remarked.

“Yeah, it seems to be the perfect time to work on it,” Bonnie said.

Wade gulped as her stomach and sides felt like someone was rubbing it with lotion. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and watched as what flab she had on her gut started to diminish as if it were being sucked out of her. Her waist started to give in to the power and compress, making her stomach’s changes and its new femininity more pronounced. After several erogenous moments of it, hardening and tightening it stopped. She stared at her sexy flat stomach and gulped as perverted thoughts ran through her head of someone trailing kisses down it as they slowly went lower.

“Now that your stomach is handled we can work on getting that hourglass set,” The red-haired witch said. “Let’s get to work on that base.”

Her hips started to widen little by little, making the new girl roll her hip in unison, almost as if she was dancing for an invisible audience. The former boy placed her hands on her hips as they continued to grow wider. She bit her lips and rolled her fingers on them, her crotch warming despite her best efforts to not get further aroused. Their growth started to slow and yet the pleasure heightened and she breathed heavier. They stopped a few seconds later and she was left with wide sexy hips that were on par with the other girls in front of her.

“Now there’s not much left,” the redhead said.

“It's time for the grand finale,” the brunette remarked. “How are you going to finish it?”

“I’m going to go all out now,” the redhead giggled mischievously.

The former boy wondered what she meant and how he was going to go all out on her now. She braced herself wondering what was going to happen next. She did say she was going to work on the base, but it could be a misdirection. After all, it would add more to her panic if she was going to brace herself for one thing only to get completely thrown off by something else.

“Ahhhhhh!” Wade howled as it felt like something had slipped in between her bottom cheeks and was vibrating, completely destroying her current train of thought.

“Oh, there we go,” the second witch laughed. “There are the squeals we have been wanting to hear from you tonight.”

The former young man placed her hands on her bottom cheeks and scrambled around trying to find the cause of this arousing and awkward sensation. It was as if a vibrator had been placed on its highest setting and shoved up her backside. No matter where she grabbed she couldn't feel anything pointing out of her trousers.

Much to her dismay, her flat uninteresting butt started to grow as the vibrating between her butt increased. The more it swelled, the greater the vibrating became. What made it worse was that her boxers were starting to dig into her bottom as her cheeks grew larger. It pushed down on her new feminine parts and rubbed against them. It heated her more the tighter it got. Her butt finished growing when it became a huge round thing that made up for the tightness of her loose pants. Her boxers feeling like a pair of impromptu panties.

“Now time to bring in the girls,” the second witch cheered as if she was about to watch a star player entering the game.

The former boy didn’t need any hints to be told what was about to happen to her and looked down at her chest expectantly. She gulped and held her chest as her breasts started to gain more mass. She couldn’t help but watch as they expanded, seemingly filing with all the matter she lost during the transformation. Even though she wore a loose top and jacket they could see her bust push through. The new girl moaned and her fingers grabbed her tit-flesh of their own will, making her quiver as they continue to expand. The mounds became too large for her hands to contain and her nipples poked through her top like small points that would have caught anyone with even a slight interest in the female anatomy. Her breasts finally finished growing when they became a marvelous E-cup that stood out like large ripe apples.

The power that was keeping her in place suddenly went lax and the former boy fell onto the ground, her knees mush and her face a dark red. She moaned from the new foreign sensation her body gave her, of her breasts and butt bouncing around adding to the craziness of the whole situation. Her new body parts ached for attention and felt empty without having them held or grasped.

Despite all the feelings that coursed through her changed body she wondered if this was really happening. All of the indignation and fear she had earlier melted away as the recent events played out in her head over and over again. She forced herself to stand up, her legs shaking like a deer that was just learning how to walk. She glared at the two, growling and fighting the awkwardness of her new fully developed female body.

“Change me back you bitch!” Wade demanded.

“Oh and here I thought you had lost all the fire that you had in you at the start,” the second witch said.

“Well, that’s not very nice. If you wanted me to do so you should have been nicer, perhaps like a cow,” Pyrrha remarked.

The new blonde’s glare died when a sudden weight formed on her head as something wrapped around her neck and jostled around. She quickly looked down to see a golden cowbell had wrapped itself around her neck. The new girl reached up to pull it off, but it was as if it was glued on her head. She traced the new thing in hair and felt what she assumed seemed to be a set of cow horns. The former boy grabbed the collar and tried to pry it off her body and find a latch to remove it, but she couldn’t find one.

She shivered as her shirt and jacket merged as they started to get smaller. It crawled up her stomach as it stuck closer to her frame. In moments her smooth flat stomach was exposed to the world and yet it continued to rise up her body. The sleeves of her shirt and jacket receded and quickly exposed her toned arms to the two. The fabric on her shoulders thinned down as small parts of them hardened together and formed into small straps. The cloth on her back started to go through the same thing formed into a tight strap that helped keep her top in place. When her top finished changing, she was left in a cow print bikini top that did nothing at all to hide her large girls from view and expose plenty of her cleavage.

The moment her shirt finished changing the pants she wore started to change. The legs of her trousers crawled up her legs. The former boy shivered as they rose, feeling like spider legs moving up her body. Her underwear melted, making her squeal louder as it fused with her pants. Her pants soon became a pair of denim short shorts that struggled to contain her prodigious butt, but even so, they continued to get smaller. The top of her bum was exposed and the crack of her cheeks visible. What was left of her pants softened again as they started to get even smaller. Black and white splotches appeared on it that grew larger, consuming the blue color of her pants as if they were being painted. A black and white circular piece of fabric appeared on the uppermost part of it. It finished changing when it became a black and white cow print bikini bottom with a small cow-like tail swaying behind her.

“And there are the finishing touches,” the redhead remarked and giggled. “Now then don’t you look good Yang Cow Long.”

“Yang?” Wade said. Suddenly all of her new body traits came to her and what she looked like.. The lilac eyes were unlike a normal hair color and with the long blonde hair, it only served to make her look more like the character. She had been one of the curviest girls in the show and with this sorta figure she could safely assume that it would look like this in the real world. “You called her Pyrrha.”

“I thought going as a witchy Pyrrha would be a nice thing to do,” the redhead said and spun around so the former man could look at her whole body. “And besides that is your name for the night.”

“No it's not,” Wade said. “My name is Yang. What the hell!”

The former boy reached her throat. She tried to say and even think of her original name, but it was as if her name had been completely replaced by her old one and she couldn’t bring herself to use it. She couldn’t call herself by her true name. It was as if the name had been completely scrubbed out of her mind and had been hardwired for the name the redhead gave her.

“Hey, you can’t just do this to me!” Yang said as she glared at the witch. “I’m not some toy for you to mess with!”

“Darn right what was I thinking?” Pyrrha drawled. She raised her hand again and snapped her fingers.

The former boy gasped as her breasts suddenly started growing again. They swelled larger in size, more of her underboob being exposed and cleavage growing more captivating. The cow print top stretched accordingly, still perfectly fitting over her expanding hooters as if it was made for her. Yang groaned and kneaded her breasts as if they were dough in the oven. Her mouth dropped and she panted heavily, licking her lips. Her breasts finished growing when they looked like they rivaled her head.

“Those needed more volume,” Pyrrha smirked, earning a delighted giggle from Bonnie.

“You...you,” Yang sputtered as she stared at her immense breasts, continuing to grope them.

“Now then go out there and have some fun. Find a nice boy to spend the night with and go rock their world,” the witch said and gave the new blonde a slap on her large ass.

Yang felt her mind go blank as the pleasure from her ass being spanked felt like a jolt to her body that made her legs quiver. Her crotch burned for attention and grew to the point that she unconsciously put her hand down below and started to press against her new lower folds. Her mind clouded as thoughts of having her new body being explored by someone and getting taken by however they pleased. She eyed the crowd for a strapping young man who was by himself.

The two watched the new girl saunter off to a young man who was dressed up in what looked like a cosplay of Joseph Joestar from Jojo, though he was far too skinny to portray him correctly. They giggled as they watched the boy blush sputter at the new flirtatious blonde cowgirl pressed herself against him, her breasts mushed against his chest. She had a dopey flirty smile on her face as she whispered words in his ears that made him blush.

“Well that looks like two peoples Halloween nights have been made enjoyable, and a trouble maker brought to line. We do great work don’t we Bonnie,” the redhead said as she held her hand out for a high five.

“Got that right Pyrrha,” the brunette agreed and returned the high five.

“So have you heard from any of the others? I could use a little show, or would like another round after that one,” Pyrrha said.

“I heard Gloria found a bunch of troublemakers by the park who could use a good correction,” the blonde said as she watched the cowgirl place his hand on her butt.

“Oh let’s get in on that,” the brunette squealed. “A group like them is going to do something wrong and make the first move. So then we can have a little more fun.”

The two girls walked off to join their friend as the cowgirl led the young man back to her place. Intent on giving him a Halloween night he would never forget. And she knew this was one that she wasn’t going to forget for a long time.