Posted by Blackbladder on 12/10/2002, 9:00 pm
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Scooby Do: Madame Janet Marston is cleaning house.
Unending BE - episode 167373
As she waved her cigarette holder the magical smoke spun out in ever
widening arcs, passing through the walls in search of students,
teachers or anyone else. The school was almost finished physicaly,
now it needed proper inhabitants. As the smoke wrapped around the
sleeping students and teachers it reshaped their minds and bodies,
transforming them into the sort of people who would now attened and
teach such a school. Dance majors became strippers. Business majors
became hookers. Media and Acting majors became nude models and porn
stars.
And yet, not all were asleep...
Old miss Hanvish had been teaching ballet at the Dinkle shool for
years. Called the 'Black Widdow' by students for years, she was well
into her sixties and wore black leotards and was known as a strict
disciplinerian. Not that she was a bad person, just a little to harsh
for the average young girl to put up with. She was sitting at her
desk in the dance studio when she smelled the smoke. She wrinkled her
nose and got up from her desk, looking for the source.
It was then that she noticed the room shifting. A stage with three
runways raised itself from the floor, a curtain of tinsil concealing
the back door to the changing room from view. Long poles emerged from
the floor at the end of each runway, growing untill they reached the
ceiling. Colored spotlights and a disco ball now hung from the
ceiling and posters of naked woman plastered the walls. Lockers now
held a varity of g-strings and tasseled pasties.
She watched in stunned horror as the smoke wrapped around
everything...then seemed to notice her! The smoke wrapped around her
legs and she screamed, struggling to brake free. It climbed up her
waist to her chest and she stopped trying to struggle. It felt sooooo
good! All the little pains in her legs and back were gone! She felt
wonderful! As the smoke covered her she began to sway in time with
the silent music of the smoke. It was soooo.....beautiful!
As the smoke vanishe it was as if it had never been their at all. The
Black Widdow shook her head to clear the cobwebs. What had she been
thinking? That was it...SMOKE!
She stalked back to her desk, now a large victorian hardwood with a
sumptious leather chair, and went back to her work. She had been
checking over the cup size of all the new girls and making plans for
breast augmentation for them. She liked it when a stripper had a nice
big set of obviously fake boobs. The sort that would mark them as
sluts anywhere they went. She checked her book, made a few
adjustments up for the white girls (with a notation to have some of
them turned into black girls), then closed the book. That was enough
work for one day. She opened the box of cigars on her desk and drew
out one of her favorite long, black cubans. She snipped the end, lit
it with the lighter that Madame Janet Marston had given her last
year, and drew in the good, thick smoke. She leaned back and saw
herself reflected in the mirrored ceiling. She was tall, almost 6 ft.
5 inches, and black as midnight. She wore her ass length hair in
thick cornrows interwoven with black and red beads. She was naked,
showing off her lush curves and vast, basketball breasts. She raised
one hand and fondled her thick, thumb-length nipples with one three-
inch nailed hand. Her nails glittered scarlet in the dim light of her
desk lamp. She was getting on in years, almost thirty this year, but
she still felt great. Life was good, she mused as she sat smoking and
fondling herself, life was good,
************************************
Velma and Fred were just entering the school when they noticed all
the changes. The walls were now paneled in expensive hardwoods for
one thing. Also, every pieace of modern furnature had been replaced
with an antique double. The only things that still remained were the
TV and the little fridge in the brake room.
"Damn!" cried Fred as he took it all in. "I've...I've never seen
anything like it!"
"It's a genuine supernatural event." said Velma as she adjusted her
huge breasts. They'd run to the school and she'd been so eager to see
what was happening that she'd let them bounce out of wack. After
straightening them out she lit another cigarette and glanced
around. "Where are the others? Shaggy and Scooby are goodness knows
where, and Daphne went upstairs ages ago. Do you think they've been
affected by this?"
"Afythings possible. Hay! Do you smell that?"
Velma sniffed, smiled, and said "Yeah, Freddy-poo. It's called
smoke>" As she said so she twirled her cigarette in the air and
winked at him. Then she realized that he was right. She could smell
her smoke, but she could also smell something else. A darker, richer
tobacco scent that came from....
They both watched as two girls ran past them. Both were dressed in
the uniform of the Dinkle school and both were in a panic. They both
came up short and turned to them, eyes wide in panic. "You've got to
get out of here, guys! There's like this smoke an' stuff that's doing
all kinds of crazy shit to the school!"
With that the two girls continued running past them and up stairs to
the kitchen. As they watched, tendrals of dark smoke began to creep
out of the walls. "Oh Shit!" said Fred as he turned to run. Velma
seemed rooted to the spot though. She'd encountered the smoke once
and it had made her beautiful. What would it do again?
************************************
The two girls, VickI Slone and Margie Colbert, had been trying to
sneak through the darkened ballet room when the smoke had spun
through the walls. They had seen it change the room, then Mrs.
Hanvish. They had seen it transform dignified old Mrs. Hanvish into a
huge breasted black slut. Then it had come for them. They both ran as
fast as they could, looking over their shoulders and seeing it hot on
their heels. When they saw they two strangers (a cute guy and his
sleazy girlfriend) they blurted out a warning as quick as they could
and then continued their flight. It looked like the guy was going to
run but the slut just stood there watching the smoke. Stupid bimbo!
They charged up the stairs and burst into the kitchen, only to run
into what they atfirst assumed was a giant foamrubber pillow. They
bounced off and fell to the floor...then noticed that they had run
into a naked fat woman! She was easily the biggest person they had
ever seen in person. She was also stark naked and surrounded by torn
clothes. Margie (the smarter of the two) asked "Did the smoke do this
to you?"
Daphne, who was to embaressed to say anything, simply nodded. She
felt terrible being this big, and even worse being naked. But the
worst thing was the hunger. Her stomach was like a vast empty space,
and it couldn't stop rumbling. She had been torn between searching
for Fred and the gang in an effort to find someone who'd atleast be
sympathetic to her plight, and simply opening the pantry and eating
everything in sight. She'd just about decided to look for the gang
when these two girls ran into her. They seemed to understand that
she'd been transformed by something, but they thought it was by some
sort of smoke. Could they mean the same smoke that had drifted
through here a few minutes ago, transforming the room into a museam
piece filledwith old furnature? Aside from the modern fridge, stove
and oven it looked like something from over a hundred years ago!
"Yes. It was that smoke. It....did this to me." she said as she
gestured to her huge form. The girls got up and Vicki said "Well
you'd better get moving, porky!"
Margie nodded and said "We tried to warn these other two downstairs,
a cute guy and a girl all in brown she looked sort of like..."
Daphne interupted her "A cute gut and a girl in brown? Did she have
glasses?"
Magies looked over her shoulder and said "I think so! We'd better get
out of here quick!"
Daphne started moving....toward the stairs. As she waddled her
cumbersome body through the door, squeezing herself through the
narrow enterence way, she said "I've got to find them! There my
friends!"
The two girls watched as the fat woman waddled down the stairs and
shrugged. "Stupid blimp!" Vicki muttered as she started to run again.
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