Here's my little response to the challenge. Sorry it's another TG, but hey! I think you'll like this one.
People were filtering out the doors of the mall, while shop employees hurriedly tried to shoo the lingering shoppers remaining out their doors. Pressing himself against the bodies trying to exit, Lee muttered a barely audible "excuse me...sorry ...pardon me" as he tried to make his way inside. Having made his through, he held up the crumpled peice of paper in his left hand and looked at its contents. "Spells R Us" he read aloud. " I wonder where THAT name came from..." Looking about as the lights flashed inside the mall, he quickened his step and headed for the darkening corner of the mall. The door to the shop was shut and Lee had to peek through the darkened window to see if anyone was still there. "Damm! Just my luck it's closed already. Why me?" he mumbled. Staring at the door while wondering what to do next, he decided to try the knob and see if it was locked. "Maybe I can convince whoever works here to give me a break..." He turned the brass knob and winced as the door creaked open. "Ummm...helloooooo?" he whispered into the closed shop. A loud sound of dropped objects and sudden curses were audible from the back door which shone faintly with light from within. He was about to walk to the doorway when a crotchety voice rang out. "Stay where you are! Gall-darn-It! I'm coming out!"
The old man came out and flicked on the light switch. The sudden brightness blinded Lee for the brief second before it burned out with an audible snap.
"Let me guess! You're here for a costume for the greek party which said to get costumes here only, and you absolutely have to go or you'll die, right!?" grumbled the old man.
"Ummm...no."
"Well I only have womens costumes left and if you wouldn't wait til the las... You're not?!"
"Well...I...ah...am going to party, but not willingly...thisiskindofatrick someoneisplayingonmebutIknowabout italready!" he began to babble. "Ireallydidn'twanttogoandI'veheard funnythingsandthey'remakingme!" He caught his breathe. "Listen mister, I know you probably want to close and everything, but I've heard things about this shop. I know I was being set up by the girls, but I'm doing this to play a trick back on them. You see, I'm trying to become the Big Brother of this sorority, but I've figured out that they're just playing me for a fool and leading me on. I want to turn the tables on them... and I've heard you can help." he looked hopefully at the shopkeeper.
"They've probably already made some kind of deal with you, so I'll pay double if you'll set it up so that it looks like I'm doing what they ask. But then I want to change the spell so that I end up doing the tricks instead of them." He held out a wallet of cash. "Please? Change the spell?"
The shopkeeper looked nonplussed as he counted the money. "I really shouldn't do this. After all, those girls are friends of mine. But if all you want is for me to change the spell like you said, I guess there's no harm done." He walked over to behind the counter and began rummaging through boxes. After a short time, he held out a slinky outfit clinging to a couple of hangers. "This will do nicely! Go ahead and try it on...it should fit fine." He smiled.
Lee examined the scarlet hot pants and bustier and made a face. The old man laughed and said "It really is the only thing I have that will work!" He took the hangers and posed the clothes over Lee. "We should have some accessories to go with this, otherwise it might look kind of plain...Hmmmm..." He hemmed and hawed for a few moments, then went back behind the counter and rummaged some more. When he was done, the countertop was covered with gaudy jewelry, cosmetics, lace gloves, fishnet tights, and a pair of red hip hip-boots.
"THIS is the only outfit!? I'll look like a hooker!" Lee face was flushed a deep red. He stammered "I-I-d-don't think I want this...I've changed my mind! Thanks but no thanks!" He turned towards the door.
"Okay Lee, but you'll never trick them now...not this late anyhow." sighed the shopkeeper. He began to put the items in a box.
The words burned into Lee's ears. He stopped and sighed.
"All right, what do I need to do?" Lee asked as he carried the boxed outfit towards the mall exit. The old man strolled alongside him and began his spiel. He was only half done by the time they got to Lee's car in the parking lot. Lee put the box in his trunk and opened his door. "Listen, I think I've got the gist of this and I'm already running late. Can we get the short wrap up?" He looked at his watch impatiently.
An hour later, he finally exited the parking lot and drove towards campus. He decided he would change in the car when he got to the house. "Thank God for tinted windows he thought as he pulled up and saw hordes of party-goers in the front yard. Parking in a side alley behind the house, he got out his outfit and stepped into the back seat. Wincing at the sight of the costume, he screwed up his courage and began to strip off his clothing.
He decided to put on the fishnets first. The effect as he put them on was astounding. His legs slimmed and reformed themselves into shapely feminine gams. His feet were petite and painted toenails peeked through the toe of the hose. The bustier came next. Entranced, Lee watched his chest flow like liquid and fill the garment with a pair of creamy, bountiful breasts. His waist was tiny and he could almost encircle it with both hands. After he put on the gloves though, his hands were considerably smaller and no longer came close to repeating the feat. His hands shook as he slid on the hot-pants over his legs. As he pulled them over his hips he felt his buttocks broaden and fill the tiny shorts til they almost burst. His hands drifted to his crotch and felt the absence of his male genitalia. He shivered and quickly zipped up the pants. Pulling on the hip-boots, he thought they felt awkward and dreaded walking on the narrow six inch heels. Lastly came the jewelry and make-up. when he was done, he couldn't believe that the girl in the rear view mirror was him. "Gotta give the old man credit, he does good work!" he thought.
Opening the door, he stepped out and began heading for the opening of the alley. As he walked, his mind began to wander. The sky was dark and clouds obscured what little moonlight remained in the sky. "Gosh it's cold!" she thought as her nipples stiffened behind her scanty top. It was still early in the night, she thought. Maybe I could check out that party over there before I have to go to work later. She thought about it and decided it was worth the time. "After all," she said to herself, "I've got the rest of my life to turn tricks..."