Magic Shoppe - Sleep Aid (Illustrated)

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"Welcome to the Magic Shoppe,” the tall, thin man behind the counter announced. “What can I do for you today, Ma'am?”

A woman close to forty years of age stood at the door wearing a green bikini with yellow polka dots and a beige macrame skirt around her waist. She remained there below the air conditioning vent blasting air to the area around the door for a moment before fully entering.

“I was going to say nice weather we’re having,” he continued. “But I’m guessing you aren’t a fan of hot weather.”

She stifled a yawn before stepping up to the counter. “No, I’m not a fan of heat at all. I’m hoping you can help me out. Heat isn’t my primary problem.”

“Okay. I had thought you might just want a way to cool yourself.”

“I would except for my sleeping problem. My husband loves to cuddle. While I enjoy being held or sharing a chair with him, he likes to hold me while we sleep. I can’t do it. The heat generated between our bodies is too much. His arms and legs wrapped around me feel heavy and uncomfortable after fifteen or twenty minutes. He is obviously disappointed when he wakes up and I’m no longer wrapped in his arms.”

“So, being held by him would be great, except that the reality of it makes it hard to sleep.”

“Yes. If we’re holding one another anywhere but while sleeping, it’s delightful.”

“Be right back.” He stepped into the back room. He came back with a rolled up, white cotton pillow case. “This is a body pillow case. Wear this at night and you will once again be delighted being held by your sleeping husband.”

“Wearing a cloth condom will work?”

“Ha ha, no. This is a magic pillow case. Get undressed, get inside it, get on the bed, and then have your partner pull the zipper closed.”

“Zipper?”

“Yes, in back. Make sure the zipper is in the back. Fif-...”

“So, it isn’t really pillow case. More of sham pillow case.”

“Yes, technically it is sham style case. Sixty dollars.”

“Sixty dollars for a pillow case? Are you mad?”

“Full, money-back guarantee if you aren’t satisfied.”

“Okay. I’ll give it a try.”

*****

“How was your day?” Marvin said. He ate a fork full of the noodles in his dinner bowl.

“I did do something different today.”

“Do tell.”

“I went to this weird store called the Magic Shoppe, two P’s and an E.”

“I’ve heard of that place. They say the magic there actually works. Why would you need a magic device, charm, or potion?”

“That was awfully specific.”

“Greg and his wife have a charm that swaps their bodies. He spends most weekends in his wife’s body.”

“Greg? I’ve only met his wife on the weekend.”

“I know. I don’t think you’ve really met his wife. He said, they had charms and potions in the shoppe, so I just assumed that’s what you got, assuming you bought something.”

“You’ll find out when we go to bed.”

“I hope this doesn’t mean I’m not satisfying you.”

“No, it isn’t sexual in nature,” she said, looking down at her bowl of food.

“You didn’t say I was satisfying you.”

“I love you, Marvin.” She got up and sat on his lap.

“And I love you, Ella.” They kissed. “Does this mean we’re going to bed early tonight even though it isn’t a sex aid?”

“We certainly could.”

*****

Later, she was in the bathroom using the pulsing shower head to finish herself off. As she came, she wondered if she should have asked the man at the shoppe about a sex aid. She finished her shower and toweled off.

Marvin was reading in bed when she returned to the bedroom. “Good. I need to pee.” They kissed briefly as he passed by her on the way to the bathroom.

She put her towel in the hamper. She took the rolled up pillow case from the bag she’d brought it home in. The pillow case was the same width as a normal pillow case. It was over six feet long and white in color. She didn’t bother to get dressed since the proprietor had said to get undressed when using it. She stood at the edge of the bed and climbed into the case like slipping through two curtains. She put her arms in the top and pulled it over her head from inside.

She lay down on her side of the bed, which faced the bathroom door. She was on her right side with her left leg bent so her knee was pointing upward. She leaned on her right elbow. It was a sexy pose. It would probably have been more sexy without being inside a pillow case. Her vision was cut off by the case, but she was sure she was looking at the bathroom door.

When Marvin returned, she heard him stifle a laugh. “White? How pure. Wearing that is going to make cuddling work? I would think that would make you overheat faster.

“There’s a zipper in back. That activates whatever magic is involved.”

“What happens when I zip it?”

“I… I have no idea.”

He turned the light in the bedroom off. “Do I want to know what you paid for it?”

“I’ll tell you tomorrow.”

He walked around the bed to his side and crawled in behind her. She felt him fingering the fabric and muttering under his breath, “Nope, this is the closed end of the zipper. Where’s the pull?” His fingers dragged against her back as he searched for the zipper pull. “Here it is.”

He pulled the zipper up. When it reached the other end, there was no fanfare, no light show, no exuberant “Ta da!” The pull tag of the zipper yanked out of his hand on its own. The pillow case instantly suctioned onto her body. It looked like she’d been sown into a skin-tight cotton sheet.

Too her, it felt like her entire body was suddenly constricted. As soon as she felt it, that feeling vanished. She wasn’t stiff and it didn’t feel like it was tightly holding her. She just couldn’t move. She felt his hand close around her forearm to a diameter much smaller than would normally be possible without snapping both forearm bones within it. He reached around and squeezed her breast. It was far more squishy than normal.

All this fondling revved her to peak horniness instantly.

“Can you talk?” He said. He got out of bed and turned the light on.

She could see normally in the light. Her vision wasn’t obscured by the case any more.

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“Holy shit. You look like a pillow. The case has become the color of your skin.” He looked closely at her face, touching where her nose jutted forth. “The color of your eyes and lips are mostly correct. But, your features are much softer, more indistinct. You’re like a stuffed human plush toy, life-sized.”

He got back into bed behind her to so he could fondle and squeeze her. One of his hands wandered between her leg. He nearly gasped. “There’s an opening here.”

She hadn’t know about the opening until a few seconds before he spoke when she felt like someone had just massaged her clitoris for an hour.

He rolled her onto her back. Her body retained the pose she had been in when the zipper closed. He parted her legs and played with the opening between them.

Ella’s mind was turning to goo, or perhaps to fluff, she later thought. She was feeling incredible levels of pleasure that seemed to rise without limit. She wanted him to put more than just a couple fingers in the opening.

It didn’t take him long to fulfill this desire. “It definitely doesn’t feel like your vag, but it still feels great to me. I hope you’re enjoying this as much as I am,” he said as preamble to fucking the stuffed pillow. It felt so good to him that he couldn’t stop himself from cumming inside the pillow. “I’m spent. Good night, Ella.”

He rolled her back on her side and spooned behind her. His arms and legs wrapped around her and he fell asleep.

As the orgasm faded, she lay there in his arms feeling like she’d just had the best orgasm of her life. She wanted to kiss him or hug him back. But, all she could do was listen to the gentle snores her husband made when he slept. She wasn’t hot having him pressed against her. Eventually her horniness faded. She noticed after a while that she was having trouble forming thoughts, like her mind was emptying. Her brain felt like fluff and she lost awareness.

*****

She was awoken by the feeling of a hand rubbing her. It felt like he was rubbing her breasts only far better than it normally would feel.

He moved on the bed and she felt him get on top of the body pillow, or her. His face hovered over hers. She could tell he had a hard-on. He entered her again, repeating what had happened the night before. She’d never felt so good while he was on top of her. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was by this.

In the morning light, she could tell he was close to coming as she’d seen his face contort in the way it currently was many times before. The difference was she was close to coming too. “Don’t stop. Yes. More. Don’t stop.” These thoughts overwhelmed her mind. She was close to coming. She rarely came when they had vanilla sex. But, she was on her way from “close” to “there”. She came. She orgasmed. She felt him come inside her. Would she have to wash the case after every use? Was it machine washable?

The next thing she was aware of was the change. He pulled the zipper at the nape of her neck downward. The case became a loose, bag-like fabric that was wrapped around her once again. He helped her slip her head out of the rear opening.

“Good mor—” he started to say. He was interrupted by her shouting, “Oh, God.” She was having an orgasm, it was plain to see. It lasted longer than any orgasm of hers he had ever witnessed.

“Oh,” she said. She pulled her arms out of the case and grabbed his face. She kissed him for several moments.

“I’ve never seen you come like that before,” Marvin said. “Are you sure this isn’t a sex aid?”

She lay back and breathed a bit heavily for a bit. “The shoppe owner didn’t say it would be. Not that I mind.” She laughed. “I can’t believe you fucked the pillow.”

“I only did it because the pillow looked like you and there was a... spot for it.” He got up and grabbed his phone. She got up and stepped out of the case. A cursory check of the front part of the case did not reveal any wet spot.

“Look at these pics.”

She was surprised how life-like and yet how fake her body looked when the sham’s magic was activated. He had even taken a pic with a sheet over her breasts. She sent that one to her phone as she planned to show it to a few of her friends later at work.

“You’ve never screamed like you just did when we normally have sex.”

“The novelty of the pillow case increased my libido greatly.”

“So, it is a sex aid.”

“Perhaps.”

“Did you sleep?”

“Yes and no. I don’t think it was sleep so much as it was losing awareness. My thoughts became fuzzy, distant, and then there just wasn’t a next thought until you were rubbing me this morning. I don’t remember you taking the pictures this morning at all. I do feel well-rested.”

“Weird. We’ll have to experiment.”

“Definitely. Purely for scientific knowledge.”

“For science! Join me in the shower.”

“You want to go again.”

“Just a little fooling around if you don’t mind. I need to recover from three rounds of sex in twelve hours. I haven’t been in my twenties in a while,” he said. “And it’s getting late, we don’t have time to shower one at a time.”

*****

Ella’s coworkers could tell something had happened. Darby and Vi hounded her at lunch until she told them all about her night as a plush toy.

“Are you sure you aren’t overstressed?” Darby said.

“What do you mean?”

“You just told us that you went to a magic store where you were given a magic pillow case.”

“She has a point,” Vi said.

“Sham.”

“Right, a sham,” Darby admitted.

“A sham that turns you into a plush toy,” Vi nodded. “That doesn’t sound crazy to you?”

“The shoppe exists. I can take you there,” Ella said

“A plushie with a vag,” Vi said. “Why would I want to be a pillow with a vagina?”

“They have other magic there.”

“Like what?” Darby asked.

“I don’t know. I was just looking for something so Marvin could cuddle me at night without me waking up a sweaty mess,” Ella admitted. “I didn’t window shop.”

“What aisle was that in?”

Ella looked at Darby and said, “You’re fucking with me.”

“Took you long enough.” Darby laughed. “I’ve been to the Shoppe.”

“You have? What did you get?”

“Unlike you, I don’t tell everyone my kinks,” Darby said.

“What kinks? I’ve never wanted to be a pillow before.”

“That sounds like you want to be a pillow again,” Vi pointed out.

“Well, yeah. It was amazing.”

“Kink.”

“I guess you just can’t stop messing with me,” Ella said.

“Not really. You fluster nicely.”

“That was in my old dating profile. ‘Long walks on a beach. Loves to be flustered.’” After sharing a laugh with Darby, Ella said, “So, what did you buy?”

“Oh, you’ll laugh,” Darby said as she told her own Magic Shoppe story.

*****

"Welcome to the Magic Shoppe,” the tall, thin man behind the counter announced. “What can I do for you today, Ma'am?”

“I’m in a bit of a pickle. I’m hoping magic will solve my problems.”

“Really?”

“I know. It usually works the other way around but hopefully you can steer me in the right direction.”

“I will certainly try.”

“I made a bet with my boyfriend during a heated argument that I will probably lose without your help.”

“I’m listening.”

“I need some way to last three hours with his dick in my throat.”

“I am sure the way this bet was secured is legendary among his friends by now.”

“Hmm. I never considered he would tell them. Guy don’t usually talk about relationship stuff.”

“Three hours of fellatio isn’t exactly relationship stuff.”

“True.”

After a moment considering the problem, he reached under the counter as he said, “Do you normally wear that shade of lip gloss?”

“Yes?”

He placed a small lip stick tube on the counter. “Before your attempt to win your bet, freshen your lips with this.”

“What will that do?”

“It will make having a phallus lodged in your throat for hours incredibly pleasurable.”

“Really?”

“Have I ever lied to you?”

“Funny.”

“I try. How much would you lose if you lost the bet?”

“And let you charge half that or more?”

“I was just curious. Fifty dollars.”

“It wasn’t a monetary bet anyway.”

“I guessed that,” he said. He swiped her credit card and handed it back. “Do you want a bag?”

“No, I’ll just pop this into my purse.”

“You might not want to wear that unless you are about to… you know.”

“Thanks.”

*****

“Right, now I remember,” Ella said. “You told me it made your lips really puffy and it was actually comfortable to have Jack in your mouth. You even told me you’ve been giving him head more often since going to the Magic Shoppe.”

“Yes. I won the bet. But, Jack got his revenge.”

“Oh?”

“There were side effects. He switched my normal lip gloss for the magic one. I was wearing it one evening a couple days later when he arranged for me to end up with my head between his legs. The gloss only activates within close proximity of a cock. My lips expanded at that point.”

“Oh, no,” Vi said.

“At the same time, the back of my throat expands and hollows out, effectively silencing me. I could no longer speak and I had the worst hooker lips in the world.”

“How long does that last?” Ella asked.

“Until you take a cock out of your mouth. And did I mention, anything long and hard you put in your mouth tastes amazing. You can’t help but suck on it.”

Ella laughed. “He got a blow from you just because you got too close to his thing?”

“He did it to me twice. But, I managed to turn the tables on him.”

“Oh?”

“Turns out, it doesn’t have to be a living phallus to cause the gloss to activate. I put the gloss on him as he slept and handed him a dildo to activate it. He laughed afterward.”

“I wish Brent was willing to do stuff like this,” Vi said.

“You need him to step up or step out,” Darby said.

“Maybe I should go to the Magic Shoppe to find a boyfriend aid,” Vi said thoughtfully.

*****

Ella and Marvin experimented with the sham each night. The first thing they found out was if she held her mouth open when the zipper closed, a second opening in the pillow was created. The mouth opening felt to her and to him no different than the hole in the crotch of the case.

“Looks like I won’t need to perform fellatio ever again,” she joked.

“I have never demanded you do so. You always volunteer.”

“True. I like making you happy.”

As most conversations after they experiment went, they were soon kissing and groping one another. He stopped her before it went on too long.

“What would happen if you were kneeling inside the sham?”

“I suppose there’s only one way to find out.”

The resulting pillow was of a kneeling woman with her mouth wide open. He spent the rest of the evening with her face in his lap, lazily moving her head up and down his shaft while he watched a basketball game on the television.

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She hadn’t planned to spend the evening as a pillow. The pleasure she received from his constant pumping was beyond anything she’d ever felt. To her, she was getting far more pleasure than he was. She wouldn’t perform fellatio again but she would probably ask for a pillow face fuck frequently now.

When he turned off the television later, he carried the kneeling fuck toy to bed. As a joke, he lay her on the bed with her legs near his head. He pushed himself into her mouth and lay his head between her legs, using the lower one as a pillow. Soon he was asleep.

She laughed to herself when she realized she might spend more time with his cock in her mouth than Darby did when she used her lip gloss. It was one of her last thoughts before her brain turned to fluff. She was awoken the next morning by him finishing the face fucking. He also rubbed his face in her crotch as he did her mouth.

“Did you enjoy sleeping with your head between my legs?” She said after her post-unzipping orgasm.

“I would do that with or without the pillow if you let me.”

“I’m sure your hard head on my thigh would be fun for less than five minutes if I weren’t a pillow.”

“Probably. Did you enjoy my attempt at sixty-nine?”

“I believe you’ll be sleeping as you did last night from now on.”

“Until I come up with an even better way to sleep.”

*****

“Damn you, Ella,” Darby said.

“What?”

“After you told us about how you’ve been sleeping the other day, I tried it with Jack.”

“How?” Vi said.

“With him laying on his back diagonally across the bed, I put on the gloss and took him in. I had to fight not to just suck him off immediately. But, I was laying at an angle compared to him so we were both on the bed and because the gloss hollows out my throat, I was basically impaled on his cock all night. He came twice before I fell asleep. And I got him off again as soon as I woke and couldn’t stop myself from doing him.”

“I bet he told you he hated it and to never do that again,” Vi joked.

“As if. He wants to buy a bigger bed so I can more easily stretch out while sleeping like that.”

“Always thinking of you,” Ella said. “You could go to the Magic Shoppe and see if he has any more shams.”

“Unlike you, I don’t know if I could trust Jack to unzip the sham in the morning.”

“Funny you should say that,” Ella said. “Last night…”

*****

Marvin was marveling that he hadn’t even suggested Ella should do the kneeling pose while he watch television that night. After dinner, she entered the living room in the nude and holding the sham. About an hour later, he was lazily rubbing his cock inside the pillow’s mouth when the doorbell rang.

“I’m betting you aren’t expecting anyone,” he said to her and he stood up and pulled his pants up.

“Marvin!” said the figure at the door.

“Oh, my! Philip? I didn’t know you were in town,” Marvin said as the two bothers embraced. “Come in, come in.”

“I didn’t mention it because I was supposed to fly in at three, go to a meeting that was expected to end after ten. Catch some sleep in the hotel and be back in a meeting at ten in the morning.”

“You still could have slept here.”

“I know. But, the hotel and the office are on the other side of the city center and while I was told I would have gone to the hotel at ten tonight, I expected the meeting to last until much later into the night. What is that?”

Without thinking, Marvin had led Philip on to the sofa in front of the television where his plush sex toy was laying on its side. It had fallen over when he went to get the door.

“That’s a long story. Let’s finish your hotel saga first.”

“Is that Ella?”

“Hotel first. Why aren’t you there now given what you just said?”

“My flight didn’t arrive until about half an hour ago. The hotel didn’t have a room ready because they were overbooked. I skipped out on the meeting and got a ride here to surprise my older brother. And his, um, plush wife. What is that?”

Marvin started at the beginning. It was how he would meticulously tell any story or anecdote. He even started this story before the beginning. He related a few anecdotes about Ella having trouble sleeping because of their shared body heat. In minute detail. And how she had fallen asleep on the subway one morning, missing her stop by five stations because she was very tired. That was followed by her trip to the Magic Shoppe. Philip knew better than to interrupt Marvin with questions lest the story drag on further.

“Ella turns herself into a pillow to escape your sexy body heat at night?”

“That’s the gist of it.” Marvin had set her back upright in her suggestive kneeling position.

“Why is she a pillow looking for some action now?”

“She was getting that action while I watched Detroit getting destroyed.” The television was muted and the lopsided score was on display if either of them cared.

“I’m sorry for cock blocking you, Marv. Although, I suppose she isn’t going anywhere.”

“I should bring her back to the bedroom and unzip her.”

“No, no, based on how you told the story, you are digging the idea that you get to decide when she gets out of the pillow.”

“It’s not like that.”

“This is your brother, Philip, you’re talking to. I know how you think. You’re probably mad at yourself that you didn’t find this pillow thing for her years ago.”

“I would never ask her to…”

“But, you also wouldn’t tell her not to.”

“No.”

“Do it.”

“What?”

“Go back to using her mouth while we catch up.”

“I’m not whipping it out in front of you.”

Philip laughed. “Like I haven’t seen you naked too many times for one more time to matter. You want to strut in front of me that you can put your wife’s face in your pants whenever you like and you and I both know it.”

“I’ll do it now to shut you up.”

“Nice excuse. You don’t think she knows you want to do it?”

Marvin looked at the pillow and looked back at his brother. “She’s probably laughing at me, isn’t she?”

“If she isn’t, I’ll do it for her.”

*****

“He didn’t?” Vi said.

“I bet he did,” said Darby.

“He did. He pulled out his cock while staring at his brother. I’d love to know what Philip’s face looked like. And once I was in his mouth, they just reminisced and caught up on normal things. The weirdest part was when Philip said, ‘By the way, Ella, Joan said she needs to ask you about mom’s rice pudding recipe. I told her to just call or text you. But, she thought I should talk to you first.’”

“Marvin says, ‘Just say you told her. Ella would probably prefer if Joan would just talk to her directly.’”

“’I know that. You know that. I’m sure your plush toy knows that. Joan is just Joan.’ And then they went back into whatever else they were talking about.”

“I would have died,” Vi said.

“What’s this rice pudding recipe?”

“She does one with raisins and one without. But, she uses chopped golden raisins, not the normal ones.”

“Can we focus on the sex?” Vi interrupted. “Did he come in front of Philip?”

“No, he didn’t really focus on me. When he watches television with me there, he doesn’t really focus on getting off when he’s watching television. Talking to his brother lessened even that amount of focus.”

“It must have been boring?” Darby said.

“I was really excited. I might have a bit of an exhibitionist thing in me. Funny finding that out at my age.”

“Just don’t start going commando at work,” Vi said. When the other two looked at her funny, she added, “I knew a woman who loved to wear short skirts and no underwear. I was always getting flashed by her. Funny, never heard any of the men say lewd things about her.”

“Maybe she only flashed you.”

“Why would she…? Oh, god. She was hitting on me.”

“She was?”

“It’s so obvious now.”

“Would you?”

“She was hot. I might have given her a go. I wonder if I still have her email.”

*****

“Did you tell them the rest of what happened last night?” Marvin asked her after she relayed what happened at work over dinner that night.

“No.”

“You didn’t tell your chatty coworkers that you ended up as Philip’s body pillow?”

“I still can’t believe you did that.”

“Philip makes me competitive. He easily manipulates me when he dares me to do things.”

“And I end up in bed with him over this.”

“You didn’t complain at all this morning.”

“Should I have?”

He laughed. “I distinctly recall someone telling me she wanted me and Philip to do the pillow at the same time. Something about how good he was with the pillow.”

“I can neither confirm or deny that.”

“I am so glad you needed a magic sleep aid that was in no way a sex aid.”

“I swear. The shoppe keeper didn’t tell me anything about it being a sex aid.”

“I know. I just find it funny,” Marvin said. “Philip will be here in twenty minutes or so if you want to get into your sham.”

“Maybe I’d like to speak to him before hand.”

“Okay, the three of us can discuss what you would like Philip and I to do with and/or do to you when he gets here.”