The Mime In The Box

Charlie was on his usual jog through the park and decided to try out a new trail. It was one that he hadn't noticed before. It seemed to go deep into the woods, an area he explored before. Eventually, he came upon a clearing. To his surprise, there was a young woman in a mime costume. She had platinum blonde hair, pale white skin, and bright red lips. She was wearing a tight black unitard, black tennis shoes, white gloves, and a black beret. She was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen.

However, something seemed wrong. She looked distraught. She appeared to be trapped in an invisible box, something Charlie had seen street mimes do before. Charlie laughed and clapped his hands in amusement. The mime spun around, alerted by these sounds made by Charlie. She seemed to be silently yelling out for help and began 'pounding' on the wall of the box facing Charlie.

Charlie chuckled to himself, "She's good."

The mime eventually gave up from exhaustion and leaned back against one of the 'walls' of the box, thinking to herself. A moment later, she appeared to have gotten an idea and beckoned Charlie to come forth.

Charlie was grinning from ear to ear as he wondered what this sexy little mime was up to. He casually strolled over to her chuckling at her 'predicament'.

She looked as if she had her hands pressed up against the 'wall' of the box.

Without much thought or effort, Charlie grabbed the woman by her hands and pulled her forth, thus releasing her from the box.

"There you go." Charlie giggled.

"I'm… I'm free!" The mime said, looking down at herself and taking in her surroundings. In fact, she was so excited, she did a couple cartwheels.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" She giggled as she ran up to Charlie and started kissing him passionately.

Charlie wanted to say something about mimes not supposed to be able to talk but soon found himself kissing her back, his thoughts washed away by bliss.

He was so caught up into her sweet as candy taste that he didn't notice a change occurring. Her pale white skin began to become flushed with color as his seemed to fade. The gloves on her hands seemed to melt away as new gloves began to form on his. Her unitard morphed into a sweat suit while his sweat suit morphed into a unitard, tightening against his body. However, Charlie was completely oblivious to what was happening to him. From his point of view, all the moving and shifting of his clothing was merely from all the fondling going on as they kissed.

Soon all of the changes were complete, his new lover broke off her kissing and backed away, looking Charlie over.

"Thanks love! Those intergalactic zookeepers won't find me now!" she chuckled.

Charlie did a double take at the woman.

"How did she change her clothes?" he thought to himself.

Looking down, he noticed he had changed as well.

"How the heck…" Charlie tried to speak out, but no sound escaped his lips.

The woman smiled and waved, "See ya around, love!" She then proceeded to jog off down the trail.

"Hey! Come back!" Charlie attempted to yell, but in essence only lip synced those words. He started to jog after her only to run into an unseen barrier.

"What the heck…" he thought to himself. He felt around to find some sort of invisible wall in front of him. Cautiously, he backed away from it, only to back into another wall. Reaching out to his sides, he felt two more walls. Reaching up, he felt a ceiling to his new prision.

Thinking quickly, Charlie got down on the ground to try digging his way out. To his dismay, the 'box' he was trapped in seemed to have an indestructible floor to it as well. He silently sighed and sat down to ponder the situation.

His thoughts were soon interrupted as a strange disc shaped craft appeared above him. It seemed to be not of this Earth. An opening appeared in the center of its underside and a large claw like device, not unlike one of those from the arcades, reached down and picked up the box and reeled it inside.

Inside the ship, there were a couple of little green men. They were both carefully examining their new cargo. Charlie just sat there stunned.

"Hey, wasn't that mimazoid that escaped from the zoo supposed to be a female?" the dumber, taller looking, alien asked.

"Yeah, you're right. We should make a few adjustments to it before making our delivery." The shorter, smarter looking one responded. He grabbed a strange ray gun from a nearby table and aimed it at Charlie.

"What are you gonna do to me?" Charlie lip synced.

The alien fired the ray gun at Charlie. Suddenly, Charlie's body began to tingle and buzz. He felt a pressure in his chest and he suddenly sprouted very large breasts. His body thinned out and took on a more feminine shape and he felt his penis push up inside his body, becoming a vagina.

Charlie or should I say Charlotte was horrified at what he/she had become. Angry, she started pounding on the walls of the box and waving her fists at the aliens.

"Oh no, that won't do at all. I think she needs an attitude adjustment." The short alien said as he turned the dial of his ray gun and fired it again at Charlotte.

Charlotte felt the anger inside melt away to an orgasmic glow. Her body felt wonderful all over as her mind seemed to drift away into a sea of bliss. She wondered what she was so upset about a moment ago but didn't care anymore. She was a happy female mimazoid, happy to perform and happy to please.

"Earth? What's that? Charlie who? Oh well." She thought to herself as she drifted off to sleep, dreaming about her new home at the zoo."

 

 

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