Cursed by a clown, Mandy's life is now just one big joke.
If you're confused where to start--either this story or the story "Clownin" is a fine place to start.
Story contains TF elements, mind alteration, Clown transformation, spreadable curses, immature humor, glorifying lewd behavior, masturbation and sexual intercourse.
Story contains, but is not focused on lactation, farting, urination, pregnancy.
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Meet Mandy, 23 year old recent graduate looking to start her new life out of school and finally be free to make her own decisions. Mandy is a hard worker. She doesn't want a lot out of life, she always enjoyed the simple pleasures.
She understands persistence and commitment. Whether that is at home, at school, at the office, in relationships, and in bed--Mandy was proud of her ability to perform in bed and please her lover--Mandy knew it's important to be dedicated and take things seriously.
Mandy has been so busy lately with her career and personal life that a relationship simply couldn't be done without half-assing it. So today, Mandy is planning on restoring balance to her life by meeting up with one of her old highschool friends, Jeff. He was cute, but they never really talked yet. Jeff proposed a meet-and-date at the fair. "That corny pickup line he used wouldn't usually work on me, but he was kinda cute."
Mandy had her nose down looking at her phone all that afternoon at Jeff's 'Read' notification on her last text. "I hate when I act so thirsty," she laments. "Okay, let's just meet up and then worry, in that order." She said to herself to boost her confidence.
Mandy is walking through the fairgrounds to meet her new date with purpose. She walks by the dunking booth. There was only one customer in line, it was some frat boy looking guy and what looks like his incredibly bored looking girlfriend who can't keep her eyes off her phone. Mandy would have tuned them completely out until...
"COOOME OOOON!! DUNK ME, YA POPEYE'ED ARMED WEAKLING!"
"Fuck you, clown!" The fratboy customer said. He threw again and missed.
The clown was doing the classic 'egg the customer on' routine.
"YOUR GIRL IS PRETTY SHORT! I LIKE SHORT WOMEN, THEYRE EASY TO PICK-UP! NEAH HA HA HA"
"Stupid clown..." Mandy puts her face over her forehead in response to that awful joke.
Mandy wasn't watching exactly when it happened, but the clown fell into the water tank then emerged from the water with a big grin on his face, he looked around, and saw nobody was laughing, the fratboy was talking to his girlfriend, walking away from the booth already and nobody--except me, was even watching. I didn't even crack a smile.
The clown stared Mandy down, hard. He viciously narrowed his eyebrows at Mandy like as if she represented all that is wrong in the world.
So the clown pulled his nose off and threw it at Mandy's head, "What the fu-" it bounced off her head then to the ground. Mandy stomped on the nose "ugh fuck that clown" she muttered.
"Stupid clown, won't need his stupid nose now anymore" Mandy said, while making her first smirk that day. Muttering to herself, "I wouldn't be so grumpy if I had an awesome job like that." Mandy kept walking towards her rendezvous. Mandy thought that was incredibly weird she said that. Mandy turned around to see what damage--if any, her little foot could do to a foam red ball. The red clown nose was nowhere to be seen.
"Heh, that was pretty ominous!" Mandy cackled to herself. She thought maybe she should go back and let the clown know he was still pretty funny, but she was short on time.
"At least that eased my tensions somehow, I don't feel quite as nervous anymore, that's great!" She thought to herself. Suddenly realizing that she could meet this cute boy or just simply enjoy her day however she wanted seemed equally enjoyable to her. "That is weird, I definitely remember being super focused on Jeff, now I'm suddenly okay with anything that happens? That's not like me."
Mandy looks down at her phone to see Jeff's 'Read' message is still on the screen.
In the corner of her vision, she catches her own breasts bouncing lightly as stares at her phone screen while she is walking. "Heh heh." She audibly let escape from her mouth.
Mandy has a look of surprise and pure joy on her face as if this were the first time she has ever laid eyes on breasts before.
She locks her eyes on her own breasts bouncing around as she is walking. She thought "I must look like a total dork right now laughing at these dumb boobies"
"Boobies!" She said out loud in a louder than normal volume.
She thought "What the fuck is going on? Am I horny all of a sudden? Why am I so fixated on my boobies? I hate the word 'boobies'. I have distinct mammaries of telling my friends I hate that word!...hehehe mammaries... Did I get drugged? I feel drugged now! Why do I think it's funny? Oh god, is that a side effect of a drug? Suddenly I'm..."
Mandy froze once she realized what is going on. She noticed her breasts stopped moving and doing that silly shaking thing.
Mandy felt extremely perceptive to her sense of humor and surroundings more than her sense of self.
She decided it's clear that boobies are in fact more hilarious if they are bigger and bouncing. It is like as if God cursed all women with heavy, useless bouncy breasts just to bounce annoyingly when women do anything! It's hilarious! It's the ultimate prank evolution itself has played on women!
Mandy is starting to sweat, her face is straining, a couple veins on her forehead could be seen protruding.
Mandy looked up slowly to view her surroundings. What she saw blew her mind. Almost HALF of the people she saw had boobs! Two of them noneltheless! Not only that, but all of the males have penises bouncing around their pants getting caught in wedgies constantly and being erect for no reason sometimes. What an absolutely hilarious way to be annoyed, Mandy thought to herself.
Mandy's face is red right now, trying to hold back the urge, but failing stop herself from screaming "B-b-b...BOING!"
A passerby said "Yeah, I like Beavis and Butt-Head, too, lady."
Mandy burst out laughing, at seemingly nothing and yet at everything at once. This fit of laughter continued for a good 10-15 seconds until she snapped back in control of herself.
"Holy shit, I can't do that here, Why am I doing this?" she muttered to herself.
A concerned passerby tapped Mandy on the shoulder "Hey, miss, are you okay?"
Being suddenly approached by a stranger is usually one of Mandy's biggest triggers, not out of fear, but it's just an unusual event she's never prepared for, living in an intrinsic lifestyle made Mandy into a sort of a shy girl growing up. Well, not anymore, it seems.
"I'm about as okay as that weenie shaking between your legs! Hahaha"
Mandy realizing what she just did just made her face completely red, and that normal feeling of 'somebody kill me now' levels of pure embarrassment just simply wasn't there like it was supposed to be. She wanted to laugh at her own disgusting joke.
"That's deeply concerning." she muttered to herself.
"What? Having a penis? Do you need help, lady?"
"I need to run away now, sorry about that!" Mandy quipped, as she dashed off away from the growing number of spectators staring at Mandy's antics.
"Wow, I think that was totally sexual harassment, that is not cool--I never would do that! I need to never do that again! What is going on? Why would I even WANT to do what I just did?"
Mandy has a strong consciousness still as intact as the day she was born, but her subconscious seems to have been replaced with a completely different person.
