The Clown's Mask - TG Caption

I was walking by a second-hand store when I saw it in the window. I've never been a fan of clowns. They don't scare me or anything but I don't really get the point. So the fascination with which I stopped and stared should have waned me that something was wrong. It was a simple thing, with typical white make-up and a big red nose along with bright red lips in a distinctly feminine-shaped smile. I should have walked away. Hell, I should have run away. I didn't. I opened the door and went inside. 

Calling out, I heard no response and, before I realized it, the clown mask was in my hand. As I called out again for assistance something blocked my vision and, to my confusion, I saw I was lifting the mask to my face without conscious thought or control.  Despite willing them down, my arms didn’t stop and I pressed it firmly in place. The mask stuck fast, ending the weird compulsion forced me to put it on. In a panic, I tried to take it off but it wouldn’t budge. I cried out in frustration, my voice muffled by my lips pressing against the inside of that stupid flirty smile.

"Mmmph..mmmmphhh!"

"Wonderful! I’m happy you put me on so easily. That will make this much more fun!"

"Mmmph!!!" I tried to look around searching in vain for the source of that voice, but my vision was blocked by a curtain of red that burst forth from the top side of the mask.

"What’s that? I can’t quite understand you." Giggle "Sorry, sorry, just a little joke."

It sounded like it was coming from the area around my own mouth. Was it... coming from the mask?

"You might as well stop trying to take me off. My mask body is already growing into your face. Aaand I’m..almost…there! I just started growing into your brain too. You couldn’t remove me if you tried and soon you won’t even want to! Isn’t that great?!"

"mmm…Mmmmm…MMMMM!!!!" God, I could feel it, like thousands of little wires pushing into the skin, some traveling up and others down toward my body. It hurt, but then something pushed up higher and… BLISS. All of my breath rushed out in a huff. My mind calmed and I stood there slowly dropping my arms and swaying back and forth. 

"Aww, isn’t that nice? I'm going to make you such a happy clown-girl!" 

I was barely aware as the tendrils continued to snake down my body, changing me along the way, manipulating clothing as easily as flesh. A ruffled collar formed around my throat and the material that made up my disintegrated, reforming into a looser silky cloth even as my chest bubbled and bulged, filling that cloth to capacity. My eyes burned and I didn't have the presence of mind to wonder why. The changes continued further downward, with a constricting feeling from my waist and an emptiness between my legs, but I was barely aware at this point, a lightheaded giddiness taking over. I felt...incredible and my mind swam with thoughts of all the things I could do to share this feeling, to make other people feel as good as I did. As I did the smile that had been frozen on my lips became genuine and something separated from my face, changing shape as it did, inflating just like...a balloon! 

"And we’re done! Wow, don't you feel so much better! I know you look better! You're going to make so many people happy now! Together, we'll make everyone happy, whether they want it or not!"

YES! I couldn't wait!