Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: MrDinkley
Title: Jinkies4
Part: Chapter 4
Universe: Scooby Doo
Summary: Velma is transformed by an artifact into a futa.
Keywords: tg, Fdom, FF, magic, size
Language: English
Velma watched with wide eyes full of interest as right before her
Daphne's body started to change.  The redhead's hips started to grow wider,
while at the same time Daphne's rear started to grow as well, becoming
wider, and rounder.  Daphne's skinny figure, which she took such great
pride in, was quickly becoming much curvier.  Daphne let out a grunt of
pain, before she reached behind herself and quickly unfastened her bra and
then took it off.  Daphne's perky, teenage B cup breasts started growing as
they were released from the confining bra.  Velma chuckled to herself as

she watched Daphne's tits quickly grow from a B cup into a full C.

   "It looks like if I keep feeding you my semen, you'll be the one with
Cow Tits.  Wonderful, I wonder if I'll be able to milk you?  It is a much
better body now though, and fits my purposes." Velma laughed out as she
watched Daphne wiggle out of her, now too small, panties.  The changes were
incredibly drastic, but they were easily noticeable for sure.  Daphne was
much curvier then when she entered the changing room.

   Daphne blushed in embarrassment as she watched the body she was so proud
of change, and become more like Velma's, but as Velma expressed approval
Daphne became a little be less humiliated and ashamed.  "Really Velma?  It
isn't ugly?" Daphne asked in a hopeful voice.

   "No it is much better now Daphne, stop worrying." Velma said as she
walked over to Daphne's purse; clad only in her orange, knee high socks,
and her red Mary Jane's, her girl cock, still half-hard, bounced between
her thighs as she walked.  "I like it better, and what I like is the most
important thing isn't it Daphne?" Velma asked as she took out Daphne's
pocket book.  She fished out Daphne's credit cards, and all the cash Daphne
was carrying.

   "Yes Velma, you are right.  What you want, and like is important."
Daphne said with obvious relief in her voice even as she turned to look at
herself in one of the changing room mirrors.  She turned her body this way
and that, examining her new curves.  "But Cow Tits?" Daphne said almost too
quietly for Velma to hear.

   Velma counted the cash as she walked over to the door of the changing
room.  Hung on a hook, on the door, was a fluffy black robe.  Velma took
down the robe, put it on, taking a moment to admire how soft it was, before
she opened the door, and stepped out of the changing room.  Sarah the sales
woman quickly noticed Velma stepping out of the room, and hurried over.

   "How can I help Ma'am?" Sarah asks in a perky helpful voice.

   Velma smiles at Sarah, projecting confidence and power that she did not
have just a day ago.  "Yes Sarah, I'm afraid that we are in need of a great
deal of assistance.  I am sure you are the person that can help us, and I
am sure there will be a big commission in it for you.  However, I desire no
questions asked, and I require your silence as well." Velma says before she
takes five, hundred dollar bills out of the pocket of our robe and handing
it over to a shocked looking Sarah.  "I think that should help make sure
everything is discrete?"

   "Y...  yes Ma'am of course." Sarah stutters out, as she slips the money
into one of her pockets before her manager, or coworkers spot it.

   "Wonderful.  Then if you could come in and help us Sarah, I would be
most pleased." Velma says as she opens up the door to the changing room,
and slips inside.  Velma waits for Sarah to come in, and then closes the
door behind the sales woman.

   "W...  what happened to her?" Sarah exclaims with wide eyes as she looks
at the obvious changes that have happened to Daphne's body.

   "No questions remember?  I have paid for discretion, and I expect it."
Velma says in a lightly chiding voice while placing a hand on Sarah's
shoulder.  "Daphne come over here." She remarks to the redhead before
speaking again to Sarah.  "We are going to need at least three complete
outfits for her and for me as well.  But let's start with Daphne here."

   Daphne walks over; wearing only purple stockings and flats, her pale
skin flushed from her embarrassment at being naked in front of a stranger.
"W...  what kind of outfits are we going to get Velma?" Daphne asks as she
slumps, trying to hide from Sarah's eyes.

   "Stand up straight Daphne!  Arms out!" Velma orders, and watches as
Daphne instantly obeys, before nodding once and turning to Sarah.  "I want
some very slutty clothes for her, but I have a problem.  Her body is going
to keep changing for a while at least.  Therefore, we'll have to size up
some of the outfits.  Her breasts, hips, and ass are likely to keep
growing, but the rest of her should stay close to the same, I think.  Money
isn't an issue.  Understand Sarah?"

   "I...  I think I do Ma'am." Sarah says as the thought money as well as
solving an interesting problem, encourages her.  She takes out a tape
measure from one of her pockets and walks over to Daphne.  Sarah starts
taking measurements of Daphne's body, while taking notes of the numbers on
a notepad.

   "Can some of the clothes be purple Velma?  It is my favorite color."
Daphne asks as she stands still while Sarah measures her.  Daphne's eyes
keep looking at Sarah nervously, but she remains still to try to please
Velma.

   "I think we can have some of them purple yes, but a few will be in other
colors Daphne.  Keep still now, good girl." Velma says to Daphne with a
proud smile.  Daphne returns the compliment with a wide, happy smile. 
Velma turns to Sarah before speaking again.  "Well what do you think?  How
can we slut her up?"

   Sarah laughs, as she becomes more at ease with the situation.  She
stands up to face Velma, seemingly ignoring Daphne as little more than a
living mannequin.  This woman has such a presence, and she feels so
powerful Sarah thinks as she looks at Velma.  "Well if her waist is going
to stay the same than we can get some under bust corsets to cinch her waist
and help emphasize her bust.  Assuming we want as much cleavage as possible
on your pet here, we can get a variety of push up bras to really show off
her tits.  Half-cup push up bras will let her nipples stand out, and push
against her top.  I think some lace up peasant blouses will allow both room
for growth and for her tits to be on full display."

   Velma nods as she listens to Sarah's ideas.  She walks over to the table
and picks up a full glass of wine.  Velma takes a moment to swirl the red
wine in the glass before she takes a long sip.  "I like it so far Sarah. 
You are well worth the money so far.  What about her lower half?"

   Sarah smiles widely, glad to have pleased Velma.  "Thank you Ma'am."
Sarah says while curtseying to Velma.  It is amazing how happy it makes her
to please this woman Sarah thought.  "I was thinking we could use skirts
that were slit up to the hip on both sides.  That should allow some room
for her hips, and ass to grow.  We'll still have to get bigger skirts if
she grows too much though.  Do you have a preference for stockings and
panties?" Sarah asks Velma.

   Daphne trembles slightly as she is talked about as if she wasn't in the
room.  The clothing that Sarah and Velma were talking about sounded both
embarrassing and exciting to Daphne.  It was dizzying how much change was
happening to her, but she really wanted to please Velma.

   Velma moved over to the lounge and draped herself over it, with her wine
in one hand.  Her robe fell open partially exposing a large expanse of her
breasts.  Tapping a fingernail against her painted lips, she thought for a
moment before responding to Sarah.  "I like thigh high fishnets in black,
pink, and purple I think.  As for panties?  I really don't see a point in
letting her wear any.  All it does is make access more difficult.  Don't
you think Sarah?" Velma asks while offering Sarah a sultry smile.  "I want
a variety, or knee-high boots, platform heels, and high heels.  No more
flats for her, and I want to make sure they are as high as possible. 
You'll learn to walk in them won't you Daphne?" Velma asks as she spares
the redhead a glimpse.

   "Yes.  I'll learn Velma, I promise." Daphne quickly responds.

   Sarah blushes in response to the smile that Velma gave her, pleased to
get such attention from this woman.  Sarah's eyes linger on Velma's large
breasts, openly staring.  This woman is so amazing Sarah thought.  "We have
a line of fetish footwear that should fit with what you are thinking.  I
can run over to some shoe stores that are in the mall if we need something
else." Sarah took a moment to moisten her lips, and take a step closer to
Velma before hesitantly asking.  "If I might ask what about for yourself?
What will you be needing?"

   Velma was enjoying the power she seemed to have over this sales woman.
It was almost if she had some sort of aura that influenced those around her
Velma thought.  Standing up, Velma let the robe fall to the couch leaving
her almost completely naked.  She walked over to Sarah, each step in her
heels making her wide hips sway.  Her thick, half-hard cock bounced off her
thighs as she moved.  She stopped in front of Sarah with a smug smile on
her lips.  "Oh I'll be needing quite a few things don't you think?" Velma
said to Sarah, before quickly turning her attention to Daphne.  "Go sit
down, and put on a robe for now."

   Sarah's mouth fell open in shock at the huge cock on this vision of a
woman.  However, as shocking as it was it was also very arousing, and Sarah
could feel her already moist pussy become soaked with her juices.  She
briefly looked at Daphne as the redheaded woman hurried to obey her orders
before her attention went back to Velma.  "I...  I would be honored if I
could outfit you Ma'am." Sarah stuttered out as she fumbled for her
measuring tape.

   "Of course you would Sarah, and you may address me as Mistress." Velma
said amused, at the impact she was having on the sales woman.  "My breasts
will continue to grow for now.  I don't know how big they will get.  I
think my girl dick will also keep growing.  I need you to conceal it Sarah,
but I still want easy access to it when I want." Velma said as she held out
her arms to allow Sarah to measure her.

   Daphne pulled the robe around her as she watched Velma be measured.  It
seemed like Daphne should be jealous of the attention Velma was getting
from Sarah, but it didn't seem to matter to Daphne, as long as she still
got to be around Velma.

   "Yes Mistress." Sarah said.  Her hands trembled slightly as she used the
measuring tape to measure every inch of Velma.  Sarah measured far more
then she should be, but she didn't care, this woman's skin was so soft and
her curves were amazing.

   Velma stood still, not caring that Sarah was obviously using the excuse
to measure her as a chance to feel Velma up.  Velma's cock started to grow
and harden as Sarah touched Velma all over, and soon it was fully erect and
throbbing.  "I used to really like the color orange and I still do, but I
think it is time for some other colors.  I think a good deal of black
leather is called for, but I also want some bright reds and pinks as well
orange.  I hear latex is nice, but I've never worn it before.  What do you
think Sarah?" Velma asks.

   Sarah was staring at the big, girl cock right in front of her, watching
as a drop of pre-cum dripped from the slit.  She shook her head to stop
herself from staring, and looked up at Velma's face.  "Latex is very warm,
and tight.  You also don't want to have any body hair on the parts covered
in latex.  It is quite sexy, but I think you would look stunning in black
leather Mistress.  We also have red and pink leather clothes, which I'm
sure, would fit you." Sarah's professionalism seems to take over as she
puts away her measuring tape, and takes out a pen and pad of paper.  She
writes down a few things before looking back at Velma.  "I think for your
cock we could use a garter to keep it close to your upper thigh.  We might
need two, but it should be easy enough to take out when you need it. 
Depending on how it grows we might need a harness of some sort." Sarah says
as she taps her lips with the end of her pen.  "We have some leather skirts
that would look lovely on you, and I'll make sure we get some larger ones
if your hips keep growing.  Do you also want fishnets Mistress?  What about
footwear?  Those Mary Jane's look good on you, but I think something higher
would really show off your calves and ass Mistress."

   Velma looks down at the knee-high socks she is currently wearing, and
the candy red Mary Jane's thoughtfully.  "Yes I think fishnets will be the
way to go.  If I change my mind, I can always try something else.  I
shouldn't have a problem wearing even the highest of heels, my muscles,
joints and tendons seem to changed as well.  I would like the high gloss
wet look that I've seen.  I think you'll be able to pick out what will fit
well Sarah.  Make your Mistress look good." Velma finishes with a smile
down at Sarah.

   "Yes Mistress, you honor me.  I will endeavor to make be worthy of your
trust." Sarah says before offering Velma a deep curtsey.  Sarah hurries
over to the table to pick up Daphne's credit cards, and then hurries over
to the door of the changing room.  She takes another robe from its hook,
and hands it to Velma.  Once Velma takes the robe, Sarah leaves the
changing room to collect everything.

   Velma takes the fluffy robe and slips it on, not bothering to close it
and leaving the front open.  Her cock has gone down some with the absence
of someone touching Velma, but it still hangs out a ways through the front
of the robe.  Velma turns her attention to Daphne and offers the redhead a
smile.  "Is my Pet happy?" Velma asks as she picks up Daphne's purse and
then walks over to the lounge that Daphne is sitting on.

   "Oh yes Velma I am happy.  I am a little scared of those clothes.  I'll
be so exposed." Daphne says in a breathy rush as she looks up at Velma.

   Velma sits behind Daphne on the couch, and wraps an arm around the other
woman.  She leans back to lounge, while pulling Daphne back with her, so
that Daphne's head rests on Velma's breasts.  "Don't worry Daphne you will
look stunning, and I will love looking at you in those outfits.  That is
what matters isn't it Daphne?  What I want?" Velma smiles slyly at the
leading questions.  One of Velma's hands strokes Daphne's hair, trying to
soothe the other woman while her other hand looks through Daphne's purse.
She fishes out the bottles of nail polish that Daphne keeps in her purse,
and sets them on the couch.

   "Of course Velma!  You matter the most.  I want you to be happy and
proud of me more than anything else.  I can't wait for you to look at me in
all those sexy clothes." Daphne says with complete conviction as she leans
her head against Velma's breasts, enjoying the soothing pets she is
getting.

   Velma smirks at Daphne's convincing pledge.  "Good.  You know your tits,
hips, and ass are likely to keep growing each time you are exposed to my
cum, at least for a while.  You are going to be quite the sight.  You won't
mind having cow tits, will you Daphne?" Velma asks before leaning down to
kiss the top of Daphne's head.

   Daphne looks down, at her body and gnaws on her lower lip for a moment
before looking back at Velma.  "I don't mind Velma.  The more of your cum I
get the better.  It is so delicious.  I hope I have the biggest cow tits."
Daphne tells Velma with a little smile curling her lips.

   "Good.  I might just get a collar with a tag that says `Cow Tits' on
it." Velma says with amusement in her voice.  "I think I'll build a machine
to milk you pet.  You know that with enough stimulation any woman starts to
produce milk?  I like the idea of starting my morning with a glass of your
milk." Velma muses as she moves her hand down from Daphne's hair to pull
open Daphne's robe.  Velma starts running a fingernail slowly over Daphne's
nipple, scratching it gently as she talked.  "I wonder what will happen if
Fred, or Shaggy are exposed to my cum.  They will want to hang out at some
point."

   Daphne shudders as her nipple hardens, and throbs under the teasing of
Velma's fingernail.  "You mean I'll make milk?  Like a real cow?" Daphne
asks, obviously shocked at the idea, but not wanting refuse Velma.

   "Yes Daphne, milk like a cow.  You called me `Cow Tits' for a long time,
and I am afraid you will suffer for it for the rest of your life Daphne. 
But don't worry my pet you will also have great pleasure as well." Velma
purred out, into Daphne's ear as Velma's fingers pinch Daphne's nipple and
give it a painful twist.

   Daphne lets out a squeak of pain as her nipple is tormented.  "Y...  yes
Velma.  I'm so sorry.  I deserve to be punished." Daphne squeaks out as her
body shivers a little in fear.

   "Yes you do Daphne, but that is for later." Velma says as she lets go of
the nipple she was twisting.  "For now let us just enjoy each other's
company." Velma tells Daphne, using her best soothing voice while returning
to stroke Daphne's red hair.

   Daphne's fear fades away as she closes her eyes, and savors the feeling
of being petted and so close to Velma.  "Thank you." She murmurs.

   Velma relaxes with Daphne resting against her for a little while,
enjoying the feeling of power she gets from the other woman's surrender. 
After a little while, Velma gently pushes Daphne up.  "Alright Pet.  I want
you to paint my nails.  I think I like the hot pink color you have there."
Velma says while pointing to one of the bottles of nail polish she picked
out of Daphne's purse.

   Daphne gets up and smiles, glad to paint Velma's nails.  Picking up the
bottle she carefully and meticulously goes to work. 
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   Velma's nails had just finished drying as a knock on the door came. 
"Come in." Velma called out as she relaxed on the chaise lounge.  Daphne
sat on the floor next to Velma, resting her head on Velma's lap.  The door
opened, and a large clothes rack is wheeled into the room with Sarah behind
it, pushing it.  Sarah closes the door behind her, and walks out into the
room.  She wears a proud smile, and looks a little flushed from trying to
get everything together.

   "I think I have everything you wanted Mistress." Sarah said, a little
out of breath.

   "Wonderful Sarah!  I couldn't have found anyone better to help me."
Velma exclaimed as she clapped her hands together, and gave Sarah a proud
smile.  "Daphne strip, naked and let us dress you first."

   Sarah looked like she was so proud of herself she could float away. 
"Oh, thank you Mistress." She said before she buried herself in the
clothing rack, pulling clothes to dress Daphne.  Daphne meanwhile pulled
off her flats, and rolled her purple socks off her legs and feet.  She took
off her robe, and Daphne, completely nude, made her way near the rack of
clothes.

   Velma walked over to the bottle of wine, and refilled her glass as she
watched with an amused smile.  "Slut her up Sarah." She said with laughter
in her voice.

   Sarah picks out a pink, half-cup, push-up bra, and walks over to the
naked Daphne.  Moving Daphne's arms around as if she was a mannequin, Sarah
puts the bra on Daphne, settling the other woman's breasts in the bra to
maximize cleavage.  "As you can see Mistress her nipples aren't covered in
this bra." Sarah says to Velma before picking out a purple peasant blouse
and putting it on Daphne.  Sarah tugs, and adjusts the laces of the blouse
until she is satisfied with the large amount of cleavage Daphne has on
display.  Next a cherry red, leather, under-bust corset comes out and Sarah
wraps in around Daphne's waist from behind.  Daphne lets out a loud, high
pitched squeak as Sarah tugs, and tightens the laces of the corset,
narrowing Daphne's waist and displaying the redhead's breasts even more
prominently.  Sarah grabs a pair of black thigh-high fishnet stockings and
proceeds to carefully roll them up Daphne's legs.

   Daphne watches herself get dressed with a certain amount of nervous
apprehension, as she was dressed in clothes that spoke of nothing but sex.
She gnaws on her lower lip, and looks back at Velma, who flashes Daphne an
encouraging smile.  Daphne regains her courage, and turns her head back to
watch Sarah dress her.

   Sarah finishes with the stockings, and returns to the clothing rack. 
The sales woman purses her lips for a moment as she regards her choices,
like a painter regards paints, before she picks out a leather mini-skirt
that matches the purple of the peasant blouse that Daphne was wearing. 
Unfastening the skirt Sarah wraps it around Daphne's hips before
refastening it.  Sarah gives the skirt a quick tug to position it correctly
on Daphne.  The skirt barely came down low enough to cover Daphne's ass,
and it was slit on both sides, all the way up to the hip exposing all of
Daphne's shapely legs.  Finally Sarah presented Daphne with a pair of
cherry red, six inch platform heels, each heel had a strap that went around
the ankle, and each strap had a miniature padlock, and key.  Sarah unlocks
the straps, and slips them on Daphne's feet before relocking the straps. 
Daphne's eyes go wide as she adjusts to the tall shoes, and she takes a
hesitant step.  While Daphne was adjusting to the shoes, Sarah went to give
Velma the little key that came with the heels.

   "Thank you Sarah.  You have done a great job.  She looks just like I
wanted her to." Velma says to Sarah as she reaches out brushing the sales
woman's cheek with her fingertips.  Sarah leans into the touch, savoring
the contact.  Velma places the key on the table to collect later and then
turns to regard Daphne.  It looks like my cum might have improved her
balance as well, Velma thinks as she watches Daphne quickly master walking
in the heels.  "You look perfect Pet.  I'm so proud of you." Velma offers,
as she pulls off her robe, and tosses it on to the couch.  Daphne smiles
happily at the praise, as her eyes look lustfully at Velma's naked body. 
"Alright Sarah you may dress me.  The black leather if you would." Velma
says to Sarah.

   Sarah's hands shake nervously as she starts pulling clothes from the
rack.  "Yes Mistress, the black leather.  I don't think we bother with a
bra, your breasts need no support." Sarah says over her shoulder, as she
gets ready.  Starting with a dark red, silk peasant blouse, Sarah walks
over to Velma and with hands still shaking she pulls the blouse over
Velma's head.  Sarah's professionalism soon takes over as she carefully
arranges the blouse on Velma, making sure the laces are loose enough to
expose a large amount of Velma's breasts.  Sarah then grabs a black leather
corset.  The corset is an under bust corset, but metal, studded pieces of
leather come out of the top to press against the side of wearer's breasts.
Sarah wraps it around Velma's waist, and starts to tug and tighten on the
laces.  "Please pardon me Mistress." Sarah says to Velma.

   "Oh I'm not that fragile.  Pull it hard!  I want this thing tight."
Velma orders without any visible discomfort.

   Sarah presses her knee against Velma's back to get leverage, and Sarah
succeeds in tightening the corset's laces really tight.  Velma's waist
narrows quite a bit due to the corset, and the effect is amazing as Velma's
wide hips, and huge bust give her the perfect hourglass figure.  The metal
studded straps push Velma's breast together, giving a long line of visible
cleavage.  Velma smiles at Sarah in approval, and Sarah kneels down in
front of Velma to roll a thick garter up Velma's leg.  Sarah positions one
garter, and then another before she picks up Velma's flaccid girl cock.  As
she touches the dick, Sarah lets out a soft gasp.  "It is so hot." She
murmurs as she carefully tucks Velma's dick into the two garters, securing
it.  Nodding to herself Sarah gets up, and returns with a black leather
skirt that wraps around Velma's wide hips and ass while the side slits
expose a generous portion of Velma's legs.  Next Sarah rolls a pair of
orange fishnets over Velma's legs.  Smiling to herself Sarah goes in to the
clothing rack, and returns with the finishing touch.  She presents Velma
with a pair of high gloss, red, leather, Mary Jane platform heels.  They
had an eight-inch heel and a four-inch platform, and the leather strap that
went around the top of the foot is studded with long, sharp metal spikes,
similar spikes also run down the heel.

   Velma let out a girlish squeal of excitement as she took the Mary Jane's
from Sarah, and strapped them on her own feet.  "They are perfect.  Thank
you Sarah." Velma said with honest praise in her voice.  Velma took a
couple of steps in the tall heels, before twirling around without a problem
in the platform heels.  She walked up to one of the full-length mirrors,
and admired herself.  "You did a great job.  Please package up the rest of
the clothes, and shoes.  You and Daphne can carry it to the cars." Velma
says, over her shoulder, to the other women as she finishes checking
herself out.

   Sarah hesitates for a moment before speaking up in a quiet voice. 
"Mistress, may I see you again?"

   Velma smiles as she turns to look at Sarah.  "Of course.  I'm sure I can
find many things to do with you." She says before giving Sarah a wink. 
Reaching out Velma takes Sarah's pad of paper and pen and then jots down
her phone number.  "Why don't you give me a call tomorrow.  I need to use
the rest of the night to work on training my Pet.  Now pack everything up."
Velma says before turning to the wooden table to finish her glass of wine.
She watches as Sarah and Daphne scurry to pack up all the clothes and shoes
in various bags to make an impressive pile of shopping bags.  Velma takes
Daphne's credit cards from Sarah, and puts them into her own purse.

   Once the two women are loaded up with all the shopping bags Velma, opens
the door and leads them out into the mall.  Velma walks confidently through
the mall, and as she moves, just about every eye in the mall turns her way.
While Sarah, and Daphne are basically hidden by all the shopping bags they
are carrying Velma is fully on display.  Oozing confidence, power, and sex,
Velma walks in-between the shops in shoes that would hobble anyone else,
but Velma moves the grace of a ballerina while wearing the clothes of a
dominatrix.  A guy moves to whistle, or cat call, but before he speaks
Velma turns and gives a look that freezes him in his tracks.  Dismissing
him immediately, afterwards Velma leads Sarah and Daphne out into the
parking lot, and watches as they load up Velma's and Daphne's car.

   "Good job ladies.  Sarah I'll hear from you soon, and Daphne you are
coming straight to my place." Velma says before she opens up the door to
her car and gets in.

   "Yes Mistress." Sarah calls out.  ​
   "Yes Velma." Daphne says before she heads to her own car.