This choice: A handpuppet of herself in clown-makeup • Go Back...Chapter #5Loud House - Handpuppets and musicians by: Former182   Luan’s eyes sparkled as she neared the stall of various handpuppets.
“Oh, a customer… I am Tifa ▼ ,” The clowny seller cooed. She eyed where Luan was staring at and giggled, “Oh, Madame has good eyes and good taste.”
The particular handpuppet that Luan was enthralled by was one that looked like herself, but in a similar to her clown uniform when she performed as a clown, but also in full clown make-up. Luan muttered, “She looks just like me… Sure, she’s made of felt and not like Colonel Crackers or Mr. Coconuts, but she looks…”
Luan raised her hand as she muttered, “Like…
Her fingers brushed against the handpuppet lookalike, “Me!”
And then Luan’s hand was pulled away by Tifa, who said, “Uh-uh! You gotta pay the price before getting the goods!”
Luan pulled her hand away and then pulled out her wallet. With growing desperation in her voice, she asked, “How much? How much for Lil’Luan?”
Tifa rubbed her chin as she cutely said, “Well, a friend like this costs about… Fifty bucks.”
Luan looked in her wallet. “I got about 40 on me. Can you give me credit? I got a gig in three days and you’ll get the rest then.”
Tifa shook her head before reaching down with both hands. She raised the hand up, revealing she had a handpuppet of herself as well, but had a label of ‘1’ on its chest. Tifapuppet-1 spoke, “Sorry, but we’re a circus. We could leave any day!”
Luan slumped and looked at the ground. “Well, at least she’s with a really skilled ventriloquist. I swear the voice is coming from the handpuppet.”
Tifar’s other hand came up with a similar handpuppet of herself, but labeled with ‘2’. Tifapuppet-2 said, "But since Madame had a clear of comedy…”
Tifapuppet- 1 added, “and a very nice gleam of pranks in her eyes…”
Luan looked up with hope.
Tifa smiled, “Just play a few pranks on some of your family. I have a list.”
Tifapuppet-1 said, “Complete the list…”
Tifapuppet-2 added, “And the cost will be free!”
Tifa finished, “And we do accept collateral if you need Lil’Luan’s help.”
Luan pulled out Mr. Coconuts and looked at him. “Sorry to do this, old buddy, but I need her!”
Luan made Mr. Coconuts say, “Don’t! It’s a trap! All a trap! They’re clowns, alright, but from outer space! They’ll turn yah and yer family into them!”
Luan handed Mr. Coconuts to Tifa as she said, “Oh, Mr. Coconuts. You’ve been watching too many Scifi movies.”
Tifa and the two Tifapuppet’s placed Mr. Coconuts under the desk and handed Lil-Luan over to Luan.
Luan kissed Lil-Luan before putting the handpuppet on her left hand. Lil-Luan playfully saluted as she said, “Happy to be aboard, boss!”
Luan looked at the two Tifapuppets, who now had a small list. She took the list, read it, and muttered, “Alright… First one is to dress Luna like a clown version of her Lulu disguise… That’ll be a bit tricky, but eh. I can do that with a few pies and then bringing her to a dark dressing room.”
Luan narrowed her eyes, "But I'm all outta pies"
“If you need any help, just have Lil-Luan ask a park member,” Tifa said.
“And they’ll do whatever I ask them to!” Lil-Luan said.
“Huh… That’s raising a red flag, but hey, pranks with the permission of the Park! WOO!” Luan cheered before running off.
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Luna had stopped by one of the poles that had a speaker on it. It currently was playing a distortion of normal Circus music. Luna rubbed her chin as she muttered, “It sounds creepier, but still circusy. It would fit a scarier version of a circus, but for one that’s trying to be a sexier one?”
Luna stopped to look at a clown who had just finished tying a balloon into the form of a big-breasted clown. Luna muttered, “Yeah, doesn’t quite fit.”
“Hey, Luna!”
Luna looked in the direction of Luan’s voice and was blinded by a barrage of cream pies that continued all over her body. “Brah, what that fudge!?”
“Sorry, but you know, with so many clowns at the circus, here’s always room for more pie!” Luan giggled.
“Eugh! That wasn’t even funny or even made sense! Now I need to go home and get clean clothes,” Luna muttered, trying to wipe away the cream.
“Hey, no need! I came prepared for this facial!” Luan said before letting out a snorting giggle.
“Brah, not… Funny,” Luna muttered before Luan grabbed her hand and led her someplace.
“You can get dressed here. The clothes and a towel are inside,” Luan said.
“If you’re lying, you’re dying,” Luna spat as she walked inside.
“Dying is easy. Comedy is hard,” Luan giggled before the door slammed.
Within a few seconds, The door opened as Luna rubbed her eyes clean. “How do I… AH!”
Luna was trembling from rage and fear. She growled. “Why… am… I… dressed… like… Lulu?”
Luan rubbed her chin with her free hand. “Hn… not quite.”
Lil-Luan held a pink wig and makeup supplies. “Allow me!”
“What?” Luna uttered in confusion. As her head was covered in a clowny-cloud, Luna shouted, “Hey! Stop that! Get that bloody wig offa me!”
Luan then ran off with a mad laugh.
Luna stared daggers in Luan’s directions. After a few seconds, the rocker took a step.
And felt a familiar need between her legs. It was so strong she bit her lip, muttering, “Think of fingering the strings of the guitar, not fingering the clam between yer legs…”
She took a step and the feeling appeared at her nipples. “Ah… no… No.. not… Ain’t gonna be a multi-instrumentalist for those in public…
Another step and Luna’s urge to masturbate increased. Each step served to increase. “Ah, bloody hell…”
Luna ran back to the dressing booth. After closing and locking the door, Luna reached down and began to furiously finger herself, hating how she was in the hated Lulu costume. So she closed her eyes.
Had she kept them open, she would have seen her skin get paler and paler. As she neared the climax, she pulled down her top and began to pinch and tweak her nipples, barely acknowledging how her breasts and ass began to inflate.
“Oh… Oh yeah. Oh, yeah, girl. You need this. You really need this,” She muttered with expanding hot pink lips. Then came the moment of release, making her cry out, “OH YEAH!”
She opened her eyes and smiled at her reflection. She enjoyed how pink, curvy, and clowny her body now looked. She blew a kiss before she said, “Looking good, Lulu!”
After putting her clothes back on as best she could on her expanded assets, Lulu muttered, “Luna might have entered the dressing room, but Lulu is leaving for the stage!”  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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