Mixing Business and Pleasure

“Arnold Snoggs here, 58 year old high school science teacher and Costume Gun addict. I also trade in black market Magic Items, so when I needed to make a business trip to Barbados in the Caribbean, I picked out the lovely Jill, a sometime travel agent who made frequent trips to the area. A quick zap with my Mark II gave me a beautiful Jill suit that I quickly put on and morphed into.

Not only was Jill a perfect cover for my business, she also knew all the island hot spots, and that girl could hold her liquor as well as anyone I’d ever seen. She was like the girl in the Indiana Jones movies, putting away lesser mortals with ease. And, she helped me get a couple of reluctant wizards to go ahead and close the deal on moving some potions, and magical jewelry pieces. After all, boys will be boys, and none of them seem to be able to do business without some sex and alcohol to lubricate the wheels.

And, that last night, After I’d shipped everything home; I took Jill out for a little fun with one of her island friends who must be some kind of sex addict – the man stayed hard for hours. So besides the fact I can’t claim any of my purchases on my taxes, this was a perfect trip. Oh well, you can’t have everything.”

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Costume Gun Date Night

“Wow, Staci’s tits really look good from this side,” said John the apartment super. John had found the Costume Gun when he’d found the previous owner dead in mid-costuming in one of his apartments. Now, he considered the complex his own personal hunting ground for hot young coeds.

Staci had been so easy to zap when she called for help with her air conditioning. She had deflated into a girl sized pile of flesh and John had lost no time slipping into her skin. Then the familiar pain of his body morphing and shifting, sprouting those pert young breast; watching his legs grow long and thin. When he finished, he slipped on her jewelry, and that hot purple dress.

“Staci and her friends have a hot night of clubbing planned,” he said pulling down her collar. “I don’t want to keep anyone waiting.” John really loves date night with the Costume Gun.

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Intermediary

“I’m Arnold Snoggs, a 58 year old science teacher and black market magic item dealer. When a couple of my rich male students wanted to buy some potions, I told them I could put them in contact with someone. Then I dug out my Costume Gun and went to borrow Jennifer Elkins, the manager of the ‘Crazy Horse’ and reportedly a C.I. for the Police.

I zapped her and watched her deflate into a pile of girl flesh, and then slipped her over my hefty frame. I never get tired of watching my breast fill out, and my fat frame dwindling down to her cute curves. When I finished changing, I put on her bikini bottom and her low cut shirt and then I called my students to set up the buy.

Using Jennifer gives me leverage in making the sale. The rich boys know who she is, and that she’s protected, so they won’t mess with her, and in sales of this kind, a girl can always get a better price out some guy than I can. And as Jennifer, I can be a bit of a tease. And after we’re done, no one’s the wiser and no one can point the finger at old Arnold.

Plus who wouldn't want to spend a few hours as a hot babe like Jennifer.”

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Costume Gun 'Sniper Edition'

“Arnold Snoggs here, a 58 year old fat bald science teacher who sells magic Items on the side. I've got to tell you about this. One of my suppliers got his hands on the new Costume Gun Mark IV; the sniper version. It lets you target a girl, line of site up to 3000 feet, and zap her at a distance. There’s no deflation and putting on of the skin, the gun transfers your target directly onto your body, clothes and all. Just a few seconds of disorientation, and your done, ready to wine, dine and party.

You can put her back on the street just as easily in reverse mode. No muss, no fuss, and no danger of being caught. I tried it on a girl across the street getting ready to go out, and you can see the result.

I don’t know though, I kind of like the morphing of your body, watching those perky boobs pop out. Besides, it’s kind of like shooting fish in a barrel. Where’s the sport in that. Not that I can afford one of these babies, but you’ve got to admit, for getting a chance to wear some high risk ultra hot target babe, it’s kind of fun.”

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I'll Never Sell My Costume Gun

“You've got to admit, this little plastic gun is a game changer. A perfectly practical magic item, which lets fat old perverts like me, Arnold Snoggs, become hot cute girls like Melissa here, all with one little squeeze of the trigger, and about three or four minutes of morphing once you put on their skin.

The Costume Gun is easy to use, doesn’t show up on metal detectors, and can be easily hidden on your person. Unless like Melissa here, you aren't wearing anything at all; an oversight I plan to remedy as soon as I finish taking pictures of myself.

I've got to admit, I’m completely addicted to this thing. I just love the way those girl skins morph my fat old body into someone that looks and feels like this. And sex as a young girl is simply unbelievable. Once you've had multiple orgasms for the first time, you are hooked my friend.

I've got to tell you, I sell all kinds of black market magic items, but I’ll never sell my Costume Gun, to me it’s priceless.”

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John's Favorite Eveningwear

“I’m John, the apartment complex super; and when Carmen here moved in, I just knew I had to have her. Not the way you think, I kind of had the Costume Gun passed on to me when I found it next to old man Smithiers when he had his last heart attack. He was in the middle of putting on his next door neighbor, and I ended up wearing her instead.

Now, I try on all the hot girls in the complex, and Carmen was as hot as they came. This girl has the most beautiful long legs and tiny wasp waist I've ever seen. When I got her alone and zapped her the first time, it was a little strange; she’s the first girl I ever wore who’s taller than I am. I literally grew a few inches in her hot skin.

Carmen is a model, so I don’t keep her out for all hours when she has a gig the next morning. I want her to keep working and not mess up. So I try to wear her when she can sleep in. Man does she date some hot young men; all either famous or wealthy, or both. And some of them are even good in bed. I’m trying to work my way through her whole stable, but hay she’s a popular girl, these things take time.

I guess I’ll just have to keep putting her on two or three nights a week. She’s become my favorite eveningwear.”

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Arnold's Weekend Wear

“I’m Arnold Snoggs, a 58 year old science teacher and black market magic item dealer, and when I have a working weekend and have to deal magic items, I like to wear Megan here. She’s tough, knows some martial arts, is incredibly hot, and has an air of power mama around her. Of course, it makes zapping her with the Costume Gun dangerous, but I know she always orders take out on the weekend, so I do a double swap. I zap the delivery person when they get to her apartment building, and then wear them long enough to get close and zap Megan.

It may seem like a lot of extra trouble, but being able to make sure she’s alone and not expecting it makes it all worthwhile. After I've gotten rid of the delivery boy, I go back and put on Megan, and watch as my waist shrinks and her big old firm tits sprout on my chest. Megan always wears some kind of black corset and jeans. I put on her clothes and then get my work done.

With Megan, the people I deal with tend to be polite, even the biker gangs treat her with respect. And after the job is done, Megan is always good for some dancing and a nice pickup at one of the local watering holes.

Megan; my idea of perfect weekend wear.”

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Arnold Meets his Match

"I'm Arnold Snoggs, a 58 year old science teacher and black market magic item dealer. I've recently had to meet with a couple of my high end suppliers here in the states. Donna here was perfect to wear to the meeting; tall, blonde, sexy, and a little intimidating she gives off the right message when dealing with these people.

When I zapped her and put her on, I got the kind of rush I rarely get anymore with putting on a new skin. I mean, I've worn girls of all types, hot models, biker chicks, school girls, but Donna seemed to strike a chord in me. Morphing into her fit tall body, and imposing breast really got me off.

And besides, the chief supplier is into being dominated, and Donna is a born dominatrix – her mind has a sort of professional twistedness that lets her treat even the most powerful men like shit.

I think I'm going to keep Donna on for a while – maybe even go into a new sideline. Something in this girl just really calls out to me."

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Costume Gun Finds a New Home

John, the building super, went and used his pass-key on the 2nd floor apartment and saw the old man, dead on the floor; the apparent victim of a heart attack. He also found a plastic toy gun of some type lying beside the corps, and a very strange sight, a pile of women’s underwear, and a flesh colored pile of some kind of animal skin. John reached down and grasped the skin and felt a shock course up his arm.

Feeling a kind of compulsion, John took off his own clothes, and stepped into the living skin, lifting it over his head. His fat old body crunched and morphed into the form of Gina Hernandez, the hot neighbor from down the hall. Memories flooded into him, including the sight of the old man shooting him with the toy gun.

Getting to his feet and dawning Gina’s clothes, the transformed John picked up the toy gun and put it in Gina’s purse, then she walked down the hall and entered her own apartment. John picked up the phone, and called 911. “Hello, yes I want to report a death. I think my neighbor had a heart attack.”

And so the Costume Gun found a new home, and John’s life became far more interesting.

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Spring Break Loaner

“Man it’s really cool of your Uncle Arnold to use his costume gun on Cindy and Melissa so we could wear them for spring break.”

“Oh ya, Gerry, you are in for a treat. With these two hot little bodies, we can go out and enjoy the high life. I've checked her memories. Cindy here never pays for her own drinks. She’s constantly got some guy trying to get in her pants. And last year, she hooked up with Tom, and he banged her every night.

“Is the sex really that great? I know what you told me, and Melissa has all kinds of great memories of that vibrator of hers, but …”

“Hay trusts me. With the right boy, the sex is fantastic. We just need to make sure Tom has a great wingman to break you in. Believe me, Uncle Arnold is right; spring break as a girl is heaven on earth.”

Continuation 'Spring Break-in Contingency' at w8z2x4m-s Blog

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First Time Out with The Costume Gun

John the apartment building super had stumbled onto the Costume Gun when its previous owner had died of a heart attack in mid-costuming. Of course, the gun was illegal, but that didn't stop John.

His first real trial was catching Jordan, a glamour model, just as she was leaving on vacation. John watched as the buxom girl deflated before his eyes, and then stripping off his clothes, he pulled her on like a second skin. John watched in amazement as his body shifted and morphed into a copy of the beautiful model. John just had to stop and check out the massive rack on his chest.

Finally having enough, John started to get dressed for an evening of clubbing in Jordan’s awesome body. Her memories showed she was a sexual powerhouse, and John figured a couple of drinks would give him the courage to try her out.

John as Jordan is in for a real learning experience tonight.

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