Change for the Better, Medallion of Zulo

Desiree Jones

  

David shrugged, "Well I can make you look decent so you are not totally out of place compared to your clothes face the mirror and I will guide you through the use of make-up so you will be able to make repairs while you are out shopping." For about fifty minutes David led me through the steps and nuances of putting make-up on.

I looked in the mirror and was shocked at how beautiful my wife's face looked she normally just puts on lipstick and a bit of powder, but we had gone through powder, blush, eyeliner, mascara, lip liner, eye shadow, lipstick and a color sealer. "Wow I look fabulous, thank you darling."

David/Karen remarked "It was just instruction, You did all the work. So you should be able to make any repairs such as reapplying lipstick after lunch stuff like that. I need to get going so I get checked in, don't need to get you in trouble before you start at your new command." 'Wow He seems to be doing great, I feel so strange but this body is so strong, maybe we can stay like this. I can't believe how many times I have come, wait has it been to many loads of sperm no just nine so far, I think I can keep it to no more than twelve in a twenty four hour period.'

Karen/David asked "Penny for your thoughts?"

David/Karen replied, "Just amazed at how well you are taking this, just worried about some things that..."

Karen remarked, "You really need to get going or you will be all day. Love Ya Kiddo." She pulled him in and kissed him hard. "Looks like I need to repair my lipstick already you better go see you this afternoon."

Karen/David replied, "Wow, Your right I need to go, hey don't do anything I wouldn't do at the mall, and don't spend a lot on one use items." As he headed out the door.

David left while I repaired my lipstick. I put on my stockings fairly easily, remembering to run the garters through my panties. I stepped into the dress and tied the halter behind my neck with unexpected ease. I arranged the folds of the halter to show maximum cleavage of my 'A' cup breast, well flat chest and stomach. Then tied the skirt loosely above my left hip, which would allow the stocking top on my left leg to flash as I walked. I grabbed Karen's purse and headed out the door looking forward to my shopping trip to the mall.

I found my Celica, as I sat down my garter came into view and one of our neighbors saw the show and whistled, I smiled and waved. Swinging my legs in I moved the seat up so I could reach the pedals, and the steering wheel. I grinned when I thought of David/Karen getting into the van and hitting his hip on the steering wheel. After adjusting the mirrors I quickly found I could not drive with my heels on so I slipped them off and headed to the mall.

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I got lucky and found a parking spot close to the door, I slipped my shoes back on and swung my legs out of the car, a couple of guys walked by, both whistled and one of them remarked, "Wow great legs, wouldn't mind having them wrapped around me!" They walked on, as I looked down and found that I had bared my left leg to my hip and my right leg was showing white thigh above my stocking. I blushed and adjusted my dress. Pulled my self out of the car and headed for Morgana's Mystical Boutique, the owner was a friend and I new I could count on her to have the items I wanted and I would not have any problem finding them in the never worn condition I needed.

Morgana LeFey, her parents had quite a sense of humor, now she went by Morgana since she was the best costume and make-up artist in Southern California. She had opened up two boutiques before winning her Oscar for best visual effects. She was also known for having one of the largest sets of breasts in the business that were all natural, She carried them well at six feet tall. She could probably match what I wanted on a short term, but the Medallion could give me long term and feeling in larger breasts.

I had done some work for her as David, setting up her network. Karen and her were pretty good friends as they had gone to high school together and had renewed their friendship because of my work. As I walked through the mall I was drawing quite a bit of attention with my stocking top coming into view with each step and enjoying every minute of it. I reached Morgana's Boutique, turned around and blew a kiss to the guys that had queued up behind me.

As I stepped in to the boutique, Morgana greeted, "Hi Karen, your looking hot today, what's the occasion?"

I smiled, "David really got into me last night."

Morgana returned my smile, "I guess that could make you feel really good. I just didn't think that you could wear heals any more."

I Replied, " When I said David really got into me last night, I mean that we swapped bodies, I'm David and it is so weird having to look up into your eyes. The proof is in my purse, if you bring me a corset that has never been worn. I just figured that if I did not wear the type of clothes I always asked her to wear I could not expect her to do so when we change back."

Morgana shrugged, "Sure 'David' I got this one that has a 34 DDD Bra and is a long line, so it is longer than your torso by about 2 inches." She handed me a beautiful lace corset the laces pulled tight, leaving about an 18-inch waist.

I looked at it an asked, "Do you have anything smaller? I really would prefer a D or double D at the most. I am not joking, I know I had anal sex for the first time last night."

Morgana replied, "Okay stop pulling my leg, you have had so much cock stuffed up your bum, it got to where you seemed you preferred it in the backdoor, an that is the only corset I got in today, I do not think anyone will ever wear it." She headed towards the rear of the shop, "Nicole please, sort through this shipment and help anyone that comes in, I am going to be working on something special with Mrs. Beauideal." As we stepped into her work area she picked up another corset, "This is a 32C Petite."

I looked at it, "No not a big enough statement, beside you could make me look like that easily, but taller and this big it would be beyond your capabilities. So now on too the magic, of The Medallion of Zulo. What are you talking about, Karen has never had anal sex with me in the thirteen years we have been together, she was a virgin...." All of a sudden Karen's High School years rushed to my mind, she had pulled a trains of twenty guys a day filling all her holes and covering her with sperm with Morgana along side her being Tit fucked. I gasped as I pulled the medallion out of my purse and touched it to the long-line 34 DDD corset; I felt a localized tingle, just in my torso. I felt my waist constricting and soon found it harder to breathe. I stood straighter, and then slowly my breasts began to expand.

Morgana remarked, "Oh my, real magic, it really is you David, can I use it to get rid of these 'G' cup melons, I could deal with going from a 36 G to a 34 DDD."

I remarked, "As soon as the changes stop I will set the Medallion down on the corset and you can use it, after all I don't need a carbon copy of myself running around. Why didn't you tell me about all the sex? How did she fake being a virgin on our honeymoon?" It got easier to breathe and I was sure I was taller for I did not have to look up as much to talk to Morgana. My breasts had finally reached the point of filling out the top of the dress I had picked from Karen's closet. I adjusted the fabric so it would still cover my breasts when they finished growing.

Morgana remarked, "I thought you knew I mean you always looked so happy when you two were together. Hey, I also got in a pair of jeans that Karen likes in her size but they are a tall instead of petite, there is four inches difference in the inseam." Morgana went out and returned with them. She started to hand them to me.

I moved away, "I just want to let most of this change finish then you can use the medallion while I rest for this change in height is really wearing me out. I remember from the stories that you have to hold on to the medallion for the entire change, I think these are large enough so I am just going to put the medallion on the table." I sat down on the couch and watched as Morgana picked up the medallion.

Morgana touched the medallion to the long line corset and flinched, "It really is going to work. Wow I am going to lose about 20 pounds along with these five cup sizes."

*****

I must of passed out for the next thing I new Morgana was shaking my shoulder, "Are you Okay Dave, I touched the medallion, felt the shock, then you just collapsed, I checked your breathing and you seemed normal. Since you had said you wanted to rest I let you rest for about an hour now."

I sat back up, took stock and replied, "I feel very refreshed, I'm ready to tackle another change, You look great, you don't look that much smaller though."

Morgana replied, "About 20 minutes after I picked up the medallion I had to go out front and help with a customer, so I just put it down so it would not get lost."

I picked up the pants and then the medallion from the table. I noticed the change immediately, as Morgana seemed to shrink to my height. "Wow this is so cool, now I don't feel like I am standing in a hole any more. The five inch heels, plus a six inches from the medallion and I am almost the same height as I would be as David."

Morgana asked, "So how are you going to explain your change in height? Six inches is really noticeable. But I think most people are going to be looking at your very large endowment."

I replied, "I really had not thought of that, I guess if I get a lot of questions today about my height I will just have to use the medallion with the 32C petite and a pair of petite pants, well at least a pair of petite pants."

Morgana suggested, "Well lets go get some lunch then and see which gets the most comments."

"Works for me, How about the chicken place, Karen is well known by most of the people that work there." I replied, grabbing my purse and heading to the front of the shop.

Morgana followed, "I will be back in about an hour, we will be in the food court if you need me." She remarked as we walked out the door.

  

  

  

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