Happiness 3 - Delivery

As promised, here is the third part of our tale...

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Alex was strolling down the street, pulling his wheeled postbag along behind him, when he was approached. It was a pretty girl whom he didn’t recognise. She had long, pink hair and a healthy figure, and she wore purple stockings, white shorts, a blue-and-green hoodie (not done up), and a bright green bikini top that barely held her impressive boobs.

“Hey.” was all she said.

“Can I help you with anything, miss?” asked Alex, remaining businesslike. He was currently on the clock, after all. To his surprise, the girl giggled at that.

“No, silly! I’m here to help you!” And she swiftly pecked him on the cheek before saying, “See you at the party tonight!” and running off. Alex rubbed his cheek where she had kissed it. Had he just got himself a date with some random hot girl? Score. He didn’t notice, however, his cheek soften as he rubbed it, his stubble receding as his face became small, framed by pale brown hair, slightly longer than before. He pushed the encounter out of his mind as he continued with his deliveries.

By the time he’d arrived at the doorstep of the next house, his arms had become hairless and slim, the sleeves pulling off of them completely. As he slipped the letter through the letterbox, he noticed that his hand was slender and the nails manicured, and that a bracelet resembling a life preserver had appeared on his right wrist, but it didn’t bother him. He had a job to do.

Walking further, it didn’t bother him as his jacket permanently closed off, becoming a much thinner material, and pulling up and down until it was just a strip around his chest, held up by a pair of straps around his shoulders, and nor did he care about the t-shirt beneath shrinking even more, becoming nothing but a loose bra. As he slipped the next letter through the letterbox, he felt his waist thinning down, beginning the formation of an hourglass shape.

Heading toward the next house, his trousers simply vanished, revealing his legs as they began to take on a more shapely form. He began to walk with something of a sway as his hips pulled out to the sides, making his ass grow bigger, too. As he slipped another letter through another letterbox, he felt a funny feeling between his legs, and looked down to see his boxers changed into a pair of tight white panties… very flat panties.”Cool.” Alex said to herself in a new, higher-pitched voice, as she took stock of her body. “Still need breasts…” she muttered, before heading off.

She began smiling as she strolled confidently onwards, as each step brought with it a slight growth in the two bumps on her chest, which jiggled as she moved. When she reached the final house on her rounds, they had fully filled out into a pair of large boobs. Alaya reached into her postbag and grabbed the parcel destined for this house. She knocked on the door and waited for a response…